English Poetry. Amy Lowell. Song. Эми Лоуэлл.

Song


Oh!  To be a flower
Nodding in the sun,
Bending, then upspringing
As the breezes run;
Holding up
A scent-brimmed cup,
Full of summer’s fragrance to the summer sun.
Oh!  To be a butterfly
Still, upon a flower,
Winking with its painted wings,
Happy in the hour.
Blossoms hold
Mines of gold
Deep within the farthest heart of each chaliced flower.
Oh!  To be a cloud
Blowing through the blue,
Shadowing the mountains,
Rushing loudly through
Valleys deep
Where torrents keep
Always their plunging thunder and their misty arch of blue.
Oh!  To be a wave
Splintering on the sand,
Drawing back, but leaving
Lingeringly the land.
Rainbow light
Flashes bright
Telling tales of coral caves half hid in yellow sand.
Soon they die, the flowers;
Insects live a day;
Clouds dissolve in showers;
Only waves at play
Last forever.
Shall endeavor
Make a sea of purpose mightier than we dream to-day?

Amy Lowell’s other poems:

Poems of other poets with the same name (Стихотворения других поэтов с таким же названием):

Percy Shelley (Перси Шелли) Song (“Rarely, rarely, comest thou”)

Samuel Johnson (Сэмюэл Джонсон) Song (“Not the soft sighs of vernal gales”)

Charlotte Mew (Шарлотта Мью) Song (“Love love to-day, my dear”)

John Davidson (Джон Дэвидсон) Song (“THE boat is chafing at our long delay”)

Bryan Procter (Брайан Проктер) Song (“Here’s a health to thee, Mary”)

Mary Montagu (Мэри Монтегю) Song (“How happy is the harden’d heart”)

George Etherege (Джордж Этеридж) Song (“LADIES, though to your conquering eyes”)

Mary Chudleigh (Мэри Чадли) Song (“Why, Damon, why, why, why so pressing?”)

Edgar Poe (Эдгар По) Song (“I saw thee on thy bridal day”) 1827

Aphra Behn (Афра Бен) Song (“O Love! that stronger art than wine”)