James Elroy Flecker (Джеймс Элрой Флеккер)
The Second Sonnet of Bathrolaire
Now the sweet Dawn on brighter fields afar Has walked among the daisies, and has breathed The glory of the mountain winds, and sheathed The stubborn sword of Night's last-shining star. In Bathrolaire when Day's old doors unbar The motley mask, fantastically wreathed, Pass through a strong portcullis brazen teethed, And enter glowing mines of cinnabar. Stupendous prisons shut them out from day, Gratings and caves and rayless catacombs, And the unrelenting rack and tourniquet Grind death in cells where jetting gaslight gloams, And iron ladders stretching far away Dive to the depths of those eternal domes.
James Elroy Flecker’s other poems:
- Fountains
- November Eves
- The First Sonnet of Bathrolaire
- I Rose From Dreamless Hours
- The Ballad Of The Student In The South
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