Robert Laurence Binyon (Роберт Лоренс Биньон)

Lament

Fall now, my cold thoughts, frozen fall
My sad thoughts, over my heart,
To be the tender burial
Of sweetness and of smart.

Fall soft as the snow, when all men sleep,
On copse and on bank forlorn,
That tenderly buries, yet buries deep
Frail violets, freshly born. 

1. Бельгийскому народу • To the Belgians
2. In Memory of George Calderon
3. No More Now with Jealous Complaining
4. The Zeppelin
5. Kitchener

Dylan Thomas (Дилан Томас) Lament ("When I was a windy boy and a bit")

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