Richard Watson Gilder (Ричард Уотсон Гилдер)
The New Day. Part 3. 16. “A Song of the Maiden Morn”
A song of the maiden morn, A song for my little maid, Of the silver sunlight born! But I am afraid, afraid, When I come my maid may be Nothing, there, but a shade. But O, her shadow is more to me Than the shadowless light of eternity!
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