All worldly shapes shall melt in gloom, The Sun himself must die,
Before this mortal shall assume Its Immortality
I saw a vision in my sleep That gave my spirit strength to sweep Adown the gulf of Time
I saw the last of human mould,...
Now that I have your face by heart,
I
Less at its features than its darkening
Where quince and melon, yellow as young flame,
Day is ended, dim my eyes,
But journey long before me lies
Farewell, friends
I hear the call
With one consuming roar along the
The long wave claws and rakes the pebbles
To where its backwash and the next wave mingle,
A mounting arch of water
ND I shall lie alone at last,
Clear of the stream that ran so fast,
And feel the flower roots in my hair,
And in my hands the roots of trees;
Quand même grandirait l'abjection publiqueA ce point d'adorer l'exécrable trompeur ;
Quand même l'Angleterre et même
Diraient à l'exilé : - Va-t'en
nous avons peur
The wind blew out from Bergen from the dawning to the day,
There was a wreck of trees and fall of towers a score of miles away,
And drifted like a livid leaf I go before its tide,
Spewed out of house and stable, beggared of flag and...
Last night you left me and sleptyour own deep sleep
Tonight you turnand turn
I say,"You and I will be together till the universe dissolves
"You mumble back things you thought ofwhen you were drunk
When I am safely laid away, Out of work and out of play, Sheltered by the kindly ground From the world of sight and sound, One or two of those I leave Will remember me and grieve, Thinking how I made them gay By the things I used to say; — But the...
Маркові та Ії— на далеку дорогу до
Піонери країни ішлинеодмінно зі сходу на захід
Куля сонця — вогнистий маґніт —всіх тягла в далечінь за собою
На возах — найцінніший вантаж:непокора, відвага і мрія,і уперте бажання дійтидо найдальш...
I made hay while the sun shone
My work sold
Now, if the harvest is
And the world cold,
After two sittings, now our Lady State To end her picture does the third time wait
But ere thou fall'st to work, first,
Painter, see If't ben't too slight grown or too hard for thee
Canst thou paint without colors