English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Found. Элла Уилкокс.

Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс)

Found

Found--as I rushed through the great world’s mart,
   In a race for gold and a pleasure quest,
A passionate, throbbing human heart
   Suddenly found in my breast.

I had always laughed at the foolish word;
   I had said aloud in my boasting glee,
That never a heart in my bosom stirred,
   That my brain governed me.

I was proud with the sense of my might and power
   ’It is will, not heart that wins,’ I said.
But I suddenly found one sad, strange hour
   That the strength of my will had fled.

For up in my breast there rose supreme
   A strong man’s heart, and all on fire:
Drunk with the wine of a wild, sweet dream,
   And tortured with desire.

It is tossed with hope, and fear, and doubt,
   It is mad with the fever of love’s unrest,
I wish to God I could pluck it out--
   This heart I found in my breast.

Ella Wheeler Wilcox’s other poems:

1. The Phantom Ball
2. The Giddy Girl
3. The Awakening (I love the tropics, where sun and rain)
4. The Bed
5. The Plow of God

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

Dante Rossetti (Данте Россетти) Found (“THERE is a budding morrow in midnight”)

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