Emily Pauline Johnson (Эмили Полин Джонсон)

Good-Bye

    Sounds of the seas grow fainter,
        Sounds of the sands have sped;
    The sweep of gales,
    The far white sails,
        Are silent, spent and dead.

    Sounds of the days of summer
        Murmur and die away,
    And distance hides
    The long, low tides,
        As night shuts out the day.

1. Where Leaps the Ste. Marie
2. The King's Consort
3. Wave-Won
4. The City and the Sea
5. The Vagabonds

Ada Cambridge (Cross) (Ада Кембридж (Кросс)) Good-Bye ("Good-bye! — 'tis like a churchyard bell — good-bye!")

Распечатать (Print)

Количество обращений к стихотворению: 1240

Последние стихотворения

To English version