Elinor Wylie (Элинор Уайли)

Little Joke


Stripping an almond tree in flower 
The wise apothecary’s skill 
A single drop of lethal power 
From perfect sweetness can distill

From bitterness in efflorescence, 
With murderous poisons packed therein; 
The poet draws pellucid essence 
Pure as a drop of metheglin.

Elinor Wylie’s other poems:

  1. Poor Earth
  2. Quarrel
  3. The Fairy Goldsmith
  4. The Prinkin’ Leddie
  5. Prophecy

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