English Poetry. John Vance Cheney. Music. Джон Ванс Чини.

John Vance Cheney (Джон Ванс Чини)

Music

Take of the maiden's and the mother's sigh,
Of childhood's dream, and hope that age doth bless,
Of roses and the south wind's tenderness,
Of fir-tree's shadow, tint of sunset sky,
Of moon on meadow where the stream runs by,
Of lover's kiss, his diffident caress,
Of blue eyes' yellow, brown eyes' darker, tress,
Of echoes from the morning bird on high,
Of passion of all pulses of the Spring,
Of prayer from every death-bed of the Fall,
Of joy and woe that sleep and waking bring,
Of tremor of each blood-beat great and small;
Now, pour into the empty soul each thing,
And let His finger touch that moveth all.

John Vance Cheney’s other poems:

1. Somewhere
2. Look up
3. Coyote
4. Wherever a Green Blade Looks up
5. One

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

Percy Shelley (Перси Шелли) Music (“I pant for the music which is divine”)

Wilfred Owen (Уилфред Оуэн) Music (“I have been urged by earnest violins”)

William Bowles (Уильям Боулз) Music (“O harmony! thou tenderest nurse of pain”)

Henry White (Генри Уайт) Music (“Music, all powerful o’er the human mind”)

Amy Lowell (Эми Лоуэлл) Music (“The neighbour sits in his window and plays the flute”)

Henry Van Dyke (Генри Ван Дайк) Music (“Daughter of Psyche, pledge of that last night”)

Stephen Benet (Стивен Бене) Music (“My friend went to the piano; spun the stool”)

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