English Poetry. Amy Levy. A London Plane-Tree. Эми Леви.

Amy Levy (Эми Леви)

A London Plane-Tree

Green is the plane-tree in the square,
The other trees are brown;
They droop and pine for country air;
The plane-tree loves the town.

Here from my garret-pane, I mark
The plane-tree bud and blow,
Shed her recuperative bark,
And spread her shade below.

Among her branches, in and out,
The city breezes play;
The dun fog wraps her round about;
Above, the smoke curls grey.

Others the country take for choice,
And hold the town in scorn;
But she has listened to the voice
On city breezes borne.

Amy Levy’s other poems:

1. The Old Poet
2. Ballade of an Omnibus
3. To Vernon Lee
4. On the Wye in May
5. The Lost Friend

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