Lucy Maud Montgomery (Люси Мод Монтгомери)

Genius

A hundred generations have gone into its making,
With all their love and tenderness, with all their dreams and tears;
Their vanished joy and pleasure, their pain and their heart-breaking,
Have colored this rare blossom of the long-unfruitful years. 

Their victory and their laughter for this have strong men given,
For this have sweet, dead women paid in patience which survives­
That a great soul might bring the world, as from the gate of heaven,
All that was rich and beautiful in those forgotten lives.

1. Companioned
2. In an Old Farmhouse
3. The Seeker
4. My Longshore Lass
5. Memory Pictures

Mark Twain (Марк Твен) Genius ("Genius, like gold and precious stones")

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