Robert Louis Stevenson (Роберт Льюис Стивенсон)

In the States

With half a heart I wander here
As from an age gone by
A brother yet— though young in years,
An elder brother, I.

You speak another tongue than mine,
Though both were English born.
I towards the night of time decline,
You mount into the morn.

You shall grow great and strong and free,
But age must still decay:
To-morrow for the States— for me,
England and Yesterday. 

1. Songs of Travel and Other Verses. 13. Mater Triumphans
2. About the Sheltered Garden Ground
3. Sonet VI. As in the Hostel by the Bridge I Sate
4. An English Breeze
5. As One Who Having Wandered All Night Long

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