John Vance Cheney (Джон Ванс Чини)
At a Grave
As out of the dark the stars, Broke forth the heavenly bars Of passion strong, The wild bird’s song, Borne, wave on wave, From a branch above a grave. Mute heart, you, listening, heard The music of the bird; was in your cry, “A song had I, But oh, I know Of the dead asleep below!”
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