John Clare (Джон Клэр)

A Vision

I lost the love of heaven above,
I spurned the lust of earth below,
I felt the sweets of fancied love
And hell itself my only foe.

I lost earth's joys but felt the glow
Of heaven's flame abound in me
Till loveliness and I did grow
The bard of immortality.

I loved but woman fell away
I hid me from her faded fame,
I snatched the sun's eternal ray
And wrote till earth was but a name

In every language upon earth,
On every shore, o'er every sea,
I give my name immortal birth
And kept my spirit with the free. 

1. Farm Breakfast
2. The Gipsy's Camp
3. Peggy
4. Hodge
5. To Napoleon

Edith Wharton (Эдит Уортон) A Vision ("On the wide shores of melody I strayed")

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