Elinor Wylie (Элинор Уайли)

The Falcon

Why should my sleepy heart be taught 
To whistle mocking-bird replies? 
This is another bird you’ve caught, 
Soft-feathered, with a falcon’s eyes.

The bird Imagination, 
That flies so far, that dies so soon; 
Her wings are coloured like the sun, 
Her breast is coloured like the moon.

Weave her a chain of silver twist, 
And a little hood of scarlet wool, 
And let her perch upon your wrist, 
And tell her she is beautiful.

1. The Fairy Goldsmith
2. Silver Filigree
3. The Crooked Stick
4. Little Joke
5. The Pekingese

Richard Lovelace (Ричард Лавлейс) The Falcon ("Fair Princesse of the spacious air")

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