Louise Imogen Guiney (Луиза Имоджен Гвини)
A Last Word on Shelley
Each great inrolling wave, a league of sound, All night, all day, the hostile crags confound To merest snow and smoke. The crags remain. Smile at the storm for our safe poet’s sake! Not ever this ordainèd world shall break That mounting, foolish, foam-bright heart again.
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