Стихи и рассказы из категории xlii

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The dark and pillowy cloud, the sallow trees, Seem o'er the ruins of the year to mourn;
And, cold and hollow, the inconstant breeze Sobs thro' the falling leaves and wither'd fern
O'er the tall brow of yonder chalky bourn,
The eveni...
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I hunt for a sign of you in all the others,
In the rapid undulant river of women,
Braids, shyly sinking eyes,
Light step that slices, sailing through the foam
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My future will not copy fair my past -I wrote that once; and thinking at my
My ministering life-angel
The word by his appealing look
To the white throne of God,
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When Winter snows upon thy golden hairs,
And frost of age hath nipt thy flowers near,
When dark shall seem thy day that never clears,
And all lies wither'd that was held so dear,
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Are you a mere picture, and not as true as those stars, true asthis dust
They throb with the pulse of things, but you areimmensely aloof in your stillness, painted form
The day was when you walked with me, your breath warm, yourlimbs sin...
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