English Poetry. Louise Imogen Guiney. Fog. Луиза Имоджен Гвини.

Louise Imogen Guiney (Луиза Имоджен Гвини)

Fog

Like bodiless water passing in a sigh,
Through palsied streets the fatal shadows flow,
And in their sharp disastrous undertow
Suck in the morning sun, and all the sky.
The towery vista sinks upon the eye,
As if it heard the horns of Jericho,
Black and dissolved; nor could the founders know
How what was built so bright should daily die.
Thy mood with man’s is broken and blent in,
City of Stains! and ache of thought doth drown
The generous light in which thy life began.
Great as thy dole is, smirchèd with his sin,
Greater and elder yet the love of man
Full in thy look, though the dark visor’s down.

Louise Imogen Guiney’s other poems:

1. Undertones at Magdalen
2. On Leaving Winchester
3. On First Entering Westminster Abbey
4. In the Reading-Room of the British Museum
5. In a Perpendicular Church

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

Emma Lazarus (Эмма Лазарус) Fog (“Light silken curtain, colorless and soft”)

John Tabb (Джон Табб) Fog (“The ghost am I”)

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