Ina Donna Coolbrith (Ина Донна Кулбрит)
Love-Song
A BIRD flies over the sea, — Over the golden sea, With a message from me to thee, O my belovëd! Swift to thy lattice bar, My life, my belovëd, Under the morning-star He shall rest where my soul-thoughts are, O my belovëd! He shall 'light in the viny rings; At thy window fastenings He shall beat with his eager wings, O my belovëd! And ah! for the wild, sweet note, My dove, my belovëd; And O for the mad, sweet note That shall float from his honeyed throat. O love, my beloved!
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