Dora Sigerson Shorter (Дора Сигерсон Шортер)
A Meadow Tragedy
Here’s a meadow full of sunshine Ripe grasses lush and high; There’s a reaper on the roadway, And a lark hangs in the sky. There’s a nest of love enclosing Three little beaks that cry; The reapers in the meadow And a lark hangs in the sky. Here’s a mead all full of summer, And tragedy goes by With a knife amongst the grasses, And a song up in the sky.
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