English Poetry. Alice Meynell. The Lady Poverty. Элис Мейнелл.

Alice Meynell (Элис Мейнелл)

The Lady Poverty

The Lady Poverty was fair:
But she lost her looks of late,
With change of times and change of air.
Ah slattern! she neglects her hair,
Her gown; her shoes; she keeps no state
As once when her pure feet were bare.

Or—almost worse, if worse can be—
She scolds in parlours, dusts and trims,
Watches and counts. O is this she
Whom Francis met, whose step was free,
Who with Obedience carolled hymns,
In Umbria walked with Chastity?

Where is her ladyhood? Not here,
Not among modern kinds of men;
But in the stony fields, where clear
Through the thin trees the skies appear,
In delicate spare soil and fen,
And slender landscape and austere.

Alice Meynell’s other poems:

1. The Visiting Sea
2. The Young Neophyte
3. The Modern Mother
4. To O——, of Her Dark Eyes
5. The Treasure

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