Despair / Оригинал текста
Написано в Феврале 1919 O’er the midnight moorlands crying,Thro’ the cypress forests sighing,In the night-wind
Написано в Феврале 1919 O’er the midnight moorlands crying,Thro’ the cypress forests sighing,In the night-wind
Написано в 1918 I am a peaceful working man,I am not wise or strong,But I
Написано в 1918 There’s an ancient, ancient garden that I see sometimes in dreams,Where the
Написано в 1918 Respectfully dedicated to Rheinhart Kiciner, Esq., With compliments of the author How
Написано в 1917 Through the ghoul-guarded gateways of slumber,Past the wan-mooned abysses of night,I have
Написано в 1917 As Columbia’s brave scions, in anger array’d,Once defy’d a proud monarch and
Написано в 1917 (Supposed to be a “pome,” but cast strictly in modern metre) The
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