Eleanor Farjeon (Элинор Фарджон)

The Outlet

Grief struck me. I so shook in heart and wit
I thought I must speak of it or die of it.

A certain friend I had with strength to lend,
When mine was spent I went to find my friend,

Who, rising up with eyes wild for relief,
Hung on my neck and spoke to me of grief.

I raked the ashes of my burned-out strength
And found one coal to warm her with at length.

I sat with her till I was icy cold.
At last I went away, my grief untold.

Eleanor Farjeon’s other poems:

  1. Sonnets. 7. When I see two delay their wings at heaven
  2. Sonnets. 12. I hear love answer: Since within the mesh
  3. Sonnets. 8. Wilt thou put seals on love because men say
  4. Sonnets. 3. Once, Love, be prodigal, nor look hereafter
  5. Three Miles to Penn

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

  • Emily Dickinson (Эмили Дикинсон) The Outlet (“My river runs to thee”)




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