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William Ernest Henley (Уильям Эрнст Хенли)


In Hospital. 13. Casualty


As with varnish red and glistening
   Dripped his hair; his feet looked rigid;
   Raised, he settled stiffly sideways:
   You could see his hurts were spinal.

He had fallen from an engine,
   And been dragged along the metals.
   It was hopeless, and they knew it;
   So they covered him, and left him.

As he lay, by fits half sentient,
   Inarticulately moaning,
   With his stockinged soles protruded
   Stark and awkward from the blankets,

To his bed there came a woman,
   Stood and looked and sighed a little,
   And departed without speaking,
   As himself a few hours after.

I was told it was his sweetheart.
   They were on the eve of marriage.
   She was quiet as a statue,
   But her lip was grey and writhen.



William Ernest Henley's other poems:
  1. Rhymes and Rhythms. 12. Some Starlit Garden Grey with Dew
  2. Ballade of the Toyokuni Colour-Print
  3. Echoes. 20. The Surges Gushed and Sounded
  4. Echoes. 17. The Sands Are Alive with Sunshine
  5. Rhymes and Rhythms. 10. Midsummer Midnight Skies


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