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Alan Seeger (Алан Сигер)


Thirty Sonnets. 25. Tezcotzinco


Though thou art now a ruin bare and cold,
Thou wert sometime the garden of a king.
The birds have sought a lovelier place to sing.
The flowers are few.  It was not so of old.
It was not thus when hand in hand there strolled
Through arbors perfumed with undying Spring
Bare bodies beautiful, brown, glistening,
Decked with green plumes and rings of yellow gold.
Do you suppose the herdsman sometimes hears
Vague echoes borne beneath the moon's pale ray
From those old, old, far-off, forgotten years?
Who knows?  Here where his ancient kings held sway
He stands.  Their names are strangers to his ears.
Even their memory has passed away.



Alan Seeger's other poems:
  1. Thirty Sonnets. 19. Vivien
  2. Thirty Sonnets. 30. At the Tomb of Napoleon before the Elections in America--November, 1912
  3. Thirty Sonnets. 4. Sonnet 4. Up at his attic sill the South wind came
  4. Sonnet 9. Well, seeing I have no hope, then let us part
  5. Tithonus


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