Charles Tennyson Turner (Чарльз Теннисон Тернер)
The Half-Rainbow
The groups of Autumn flowers were all ablaze; The hollyhock and scarlet crane's-bill burned Like merry household fires; but when he turned To search the distance, all was blocked with haze; Then came a brightness over rick and roof; He gladdened, as the running sunshine laughed Its way from sheaf to sheaf, while, high aloof, The rainbow lingered in one glorious shaft; Then, in that light of promise, he appealed, To her who was his heart's best hope; she heard The tender suit his trembling lips preferred, And in imperfect words her love revealed; Her faltering accents gave a pledge divine, Like Heaven's half-bow, a true though broken sign.
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