English Poetry. Charlotte Mew. In the Fields. Шарлотта Мью.

Charlotte Mew (Шарлотта Мью)

In the Fields

Lord when I look at lovely things which pass,
Under old trees the shadow of young leaves
Dancing to please the wind along the grass,
Or the gold stillness of the August sun on the August sheaves;
Can I believe there is a heavenlier world than this?
And if there is
Will the heart of any everlasting thing
Bring me these dreams that take my breath away?
They come at evening with the home-flying rooks and the scent
of hay,
Over the fields. They come in spring. 

Charlotte Mew’s other poems:

1. Monsieur Qui Passe
2. The Cenotaph
3. In Nunhead Cemetary
4. The Forest Road
5. Ken

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

Menella Smedley (Менелла Смедли) In the Fields (“Airy budding ash-tree”)

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