John Vance Cheney (Джон Ванс Чини)

Somewhere

THE WEASEL thieves in silver suit,
  The rabbit runs in gray;
And Pan takes up his frosty flute
  To pipe the cold away.

The flocks are folded, boughs are bare,        
  The salmon take the sea;
And O my fair, would I somewhere
  Might house my heart with thee!

John Vance Cheney’s other poems:

  1. Look up
  2. Coyote
  3. Wherever a Green Blade Looks up
  4. Great Is To-Day
  5. One

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

  • Ella Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) Somewhere (“Somewhere there is a spot of ground”)




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