English Poetry. Sara Teasdale. May. Сара Тисдейл.

Sara Teasdale (Сара Тисдейл)

May

THE wind is tossing the lilacs,
    The new leaves laugh in the sun, 
And the petals fall on the orchard wall,
    But for me the spring is done.

Beneath the apple blossoms
    I go a wintry way, 
For love that smiled in April
    Is false to me in May.

Sara Teasdale’s other poems:

1. The Broken Field
2. Song at Capri
3. After Parting
4. Primavera Mia
5. Twilight

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

Janet Hamilton (Джанет Гамильтон) May (“Blooming, brooding, balmy May”)

Rose Cooke (Роуз Кук) May (“There’s a bluebird sits on the apple-tree bough”)

John Payne (Джон Пейн) May (“THE wild bird carolled all the April night”)

James Percival (Джеймс Персиваль) May (“I FEEL newer life in every gale”)

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