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Anne Hunter (Энн Хантер)


Elegy


SIGH not, ye winds, as passing o'er
The chambers of the dead you fly;
Weep not, ye dews, for these no more
Shall ever weep, shall ever sigh.
Why mourn the throbbing heart at rest?
How still it lies within the breast!
Why mourn, since death presents us peace,
And in the grave our sorrows cease?
The shatter'd bark, from adverse winds,
Rest in this peaceful haven finds;
And, when the storms of life are past,
Hope drops her anchor here at last.
Sigh not, ye winds, as passing o'er
The chambers of the dead you fly;
Weep not, ye dews, for these no more
Shall ever weep, shall ever sigh.



Anne Hunter's other poems:
  1. Lelia, or, The Maniac's Song
  2. Song 13. SPRING returns, the flowrets blow
  3. William and Nancy
  4. Song 6. IN airy dreams fond fancy flies
  5. November, 1784


Poems of another poets with the same name (Стихотворения других поэтов с таким же названием):

  • Charlotte Smith (Шарлотта Смит) Elegy ("DARK gathering clouds involve the threatening skies")
  • Aleister Crowley (Алистер Кроули) Elegy ("Here rests beneath this hospitable spot")
  • Edna Millay (Эдна Миллей) Elegy ("Let them bury your big eyes")
  • Dylan Thomas (Дилан Томас) Elegy ("Too proud to die; broken and blind he died")

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