grief - Популярные cтихи, рассказы и фанфики

Я слов дурных и взглядов не боюсь,
Кому теперь нужны мои седины
Мне ничего не надо, это плюс…
Вот ничего и нет, а это минус

Возможно ли, что ты сейчас одна,
что каждое мной сказанное слово
вернётся мне. Судьба, вершась едва,
нашёптывает мне смазанное снова

If grief for grief can touch thee,
If answering woe for woe,
If any truth can melt thee Come to me now
I cannot be more lonely,

O who will give me tears
Come, all ye springs,
Dwell in my head and eyes: come, clouds and rain:
My grief hath need of all the watry things,

I even hear the mountainsthe way they laughup and down their blue sidesand down in the waterthe fish cryand the water is their tears
I listen to the wateron nights I drink awayand the sadness becomes so greatI hear it in my clockit becomes kn...

Ah,
Grief,
I should not treat youlike a homeless dogwho comes to the back doorfor a crust, for a meatless bone
I should trust you

I measure every grief I meet   With analytic eyes;
I wonder if it weighs like mine,   Or has an easier size
I wonder if they bore it long,   Or did it just begin
I could not tell the date of mine,   It feels so old a pain

I tell you, hopeless grief is passionless;
That only men incredulous of despair,
Half-taught in anguish, through the midnight
Beat upward to God's throne in loud

As imperceptibly as grief The summer lapsed away, — Too imperceptible, at last, To seem like perfidy
A quietness distilled, As twilight long begun, Or Nature, spending with herself Sequestered afternoon
The dusk drew earlier in, The morn...

Must I remind you,
Cleis,that sounds of griefare unbecoming ina poet's household
and that they are notsuitable in ours
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