Thomas Heywood (Томас Хейвуд)

Psyche

But Psyche lives, and on her breath attend
Delights that far surmount all earthly joy;
Music, sweet voices, and ambrosian fare;
Winds, and the light-winged creatures of the air;
Clear channeled rivers, springs, and flowery meads,
Are proud when Psyche wantons on their streams,
When Psyche on their rich embroidery treads,
When Psyche gilds their crystal with her beams.
We have but seen our sister, and, behold!
She sends us with our laps full brimmed with gold.

Thomas Heywood’s other poems:

  1. A Rose and a Nettle
  2. The Woodcock and the Daw
  3. Shepherd’s Song
  4. Matin Song
  5. Of Books and Cheese

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

  • Samuel Coleridge (Сэмюэл Кольридж) Psyche (“The butterfly the ancient Grecians made”)
  • Jones Very (Джонс Вери) Psyche (“I SAW a worm, with many a fold”)




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