Katharine Tynan (Кэтрин Тайнен)

Indian Summer

                  This is the sign!
This flooding splendour, golden and hyaline,
This sun a golden sea on hill and plain, --
That God forgets not, that He walks with men.
His smile is on the mountain and the pool
And all the fairy lakes are beautiful.
                  This is the word!
That makes a thing of flame the water-bird.
This mercy of His fulfilled in the magical
Clear glow of skies from dawn to evenfall,
Telling His Hand is over us, that we
Are not delivered to the insatiable sea.
                  This is the pledge!
The promise writ in gold to the water's edge:
His bow's in Heaven and the great floods are over.
Oh, broken hearts, lift up! The Immortal Lover
Embraces, comforts with the enlivening sun,
The sun He bids stand still till the day is won.

Katharine Tynan’s other poems:

  1. The Old Soldier
  2. Meetings
  3. Wings in the Night
  4. The Little Old Woman
  5. The Young Soldier

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

  • Hamlin Garland (Гэмлин Гарленд) Indian Summer (“AT last there came”)
  • Lydia Sigourney (Лидия Сигурни) Indian Summer (“WHEN was the redman’s summer?”)
  • John Tabb (Джон Табб) Indian Summer (“NO more the battle or the chase”)
  • Sara Teasdale (Сара Тисдейл) Indian Summer (“LYRIC night of the lingering Indian summer”)
  • Henry Van Dyke (Генри Ван Дайк) Indian Summer (“A soft veil dims the tender skies”)




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