Richard Watson Gilder (Ричард Уотсон Гилдер)
The New Day. Part 3. 27. “The Smile of Her I Love Is Like the Dawn”
The smile of her I love is like the dawn Whose touch makes Memnon sing. O, see where wide the golden sunlight flows— The barren desert blossoms as the rose! The smile of her I love—when that is gone, O'er all the world Night spreads her shadowy wing.
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