When the Dark Comes Down
When the dark comes down, oh, the wind is on the
With lisping laugh and whimper to the red reef's threnody,
The boats are sailing homeward now across the harbor
With many a jest and many a shout from fishing grounds afar
When the dark comes down, oh, the wind is on the
With lisping laugh and whimper to the red reef's threnody,
The boats are sailing homeward now across the harbor
With many a jest and many a shout from fishing grounds afar
In the dark pine-wood I would we lay,
In deep cool shadow At noon of day
How sweet to lie there,
Sweet to kiss,
I want to sleep the sleep of the apples,
I want to get far away from the busyness of the cemeteries
I want to sleep the sleep of that childwho longed to cut his heart open far out at sea
I don't want them to tell me again how the co...
Who was there had seen us Wouldn't bid him run
Heavy lay between us All our sires had done
There he was, a-springing Of a pious race,
Setting hags a-swinging In a market-place;
Dark hills at evening in the west,
Where sunset hovers like a sound Of golden horns that sang to rest Old bones of warriors under ground,
Far now from all the bannered ways Where flash the legions of the sun,
You fade—as if the last...
The bird with the dark plumes in my blood,
That never for one moment however I patched my
Consented to make peace with the people,
It is pitiful now to watch her pleasure In a breath of
There is a pleasure in the pathless woods,
There is a rapture on the lonely shore,
There is society where none intrudes,
By the deep sea, and music in its roar:
Traveling through the dark I found a deerdead on the edge of the Wilson River road
It is usually best to roll them into the canyon:that road is narrow; to swerve might make more dead
By glow of the tail-light I stumbled back of the caran...
If you think of the dark
as a black park
and the moon as a bounced ball,
then there’s nothing to be frightened of
Звучал с непонятной силой
Лозунг ее простой:
За свободу Франции милой,
Кто любит меня — за мной