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Слушать(AI)Sonnet IX
Amid the florid multitude her face Was like the full moon seen behind the lace Of orchard boughs where clouded blossoms part When Spring shines in the world and in the heart.
As the full-moon-beams to the ferny floor Of summer woods through flower and foliage pour,
So to my being's innermost recess Flooded the light of so much loveliness;
She held as in a vase of priceless ware The wine that over arid ways and bare My youth was the pathetic thirsting for,
And where she moved the veil of Nature grew Diaphanous and that radiance mantled through Which, when I see,
I tremble and adore.
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
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