Richard Watson Gilder (Ричард Уотсон Гилдер)
The New Day. Part 2. 1. Words without Song
There was a field green and fragrant with grass and flowers, and flooded with sunlight, and the air above it throbbed with the songs of birds. It was yet morning when a great darkness spread over the earth, and out of the darkness lightning, and after the lightning fire that consumed every green thing; and the singing birds fell dying upon the blackened grass. The thunder and the flame past, but it was still dark—till a ray of light touched the field’s edge and grew, little by little. Then one who listened heard—not the songs of birds again, but the flutter of broken wings.
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