1 мин
Слушать(AI)Sonnet II
Her courts are by the flux of flaming ways,
Between the rivers and the illumined sky Whose fervid depths reverberate from on high Fierce lustres mingled in a fiery haze.
They mark it inland; blithe and fair of face Her suitors follow, guessing by the glare Beyond the hilltops in the evening air How bright the cressets at her portals blaze.
On the pure fronts Defeat ere many a day Falls like the soot and dirt on city-snow;
There hopes deferred lie sunk in piteous seams.
Her paths are disillusion and decay,
With ruins piled and unapparent woe,
The graves of Beauty and the wreck of dreams.
Alan Seeger
Alan Seeger (22 June 1888 – 4 July 1916) was an American war poet who fought and died in World War I during the Battle of the Somme, serving in
Комментарии
Вам нужно войти , чтобы оставить комментарий
Другие работы автора
Introduction And Conclusion Of A Long Poem
I have gone sometimes by the gates of Death And stood beside the cavern through whose doors Enter the voyagers into the unseen From that dread threshold only, gazing back, Have eyes in swift illumination seen Life utterly revealed, and g...
Sonnet 10
I have sought Happiness, but it has been A lovely rainbow, baffling all pursuit, And tasted Pleasure, but it was a fruit More fair of outward hue than sweet within Renouncing both, a flake in the ferment Of battling hosts that conquer or...
The Hosts
Purged, with the life they left, of That makes life paltry and mean and small, In their new dedication With something heightened, enriched, enlarged,
On A Theme In The Greek Anthology
Thy petals yet are closely curled, Rose of the world, Around their scented, golden core; Nor yet has Summer purpled o'er Thy tender clusters that begin To swell within The dewy vine-leaves' early screen Of sheltering green