bookmate game
en
Free
E.E.Cummings

Eight Harvard Poets

  • ivanabjelopetrovicцитирует5 месяцев назад
    Her blue-veined breasts are now sublime
  • Victoria Rakhimovaцитирует3 года назад
    Our only music one another's breath
  • Victoria Rakhimovaцитирует3 года назад
    Yours are the songs that burst about my ears,

    Or blow away as many-colored spheres.

    You are the star that made the skies all bright,

    Yet tore itself away in flaming flight;

    You are the tree that suddenly awoke;

    You are the rose that came to life and spoke....
  • Victoria Rakhimovaцитирует3 года назад
    That if your lips, which I have loved, should touch

    Another's, and your dear strong fingers clutch

    His heart, as mine in time not far away;

    If on another's face your sweet hair lay

    In such a silence as I know, or such

    Great writhing words as, uttering overmuch,

    Stand helplessly before the spirit at bay;

    If this should be, I say if this should be—

    You of my heart, send me a little word;

    That I may go unto him, and take his hands,

    Saying, Accept all happiness from me.
  • Antonellaцитирует4 года назад
    ON A STREET CORNER
    But all the time you spoke I did not hear

    The words you said. I only heard a far

    Faint sound of summer waters and a clear

    Calling of music from some lonely star.

    I thought I heard the lisp of falling dew

    In a dark meadow where no breezes stirred....

    Then all at once the noisy street, and you

    Smiling at me because I had not heard!
  • Antonellaцитирует4 года назад
    OF TOO MUCH SONG
    Sedges, have you sung too much,

    Sedges gray along the shore?

    Can this autumn tempest touch

    Answering chords in you no more?

    Is the summer all forgot?—

    Now the ice is dark and strong

    That has bound you to the spot—

    Did you die of too much song?

    Something in me is a harp

    Played by every wanton breeze.

    Moaning soft and piping sharp

    Are its wondrous melodies.

    Is the playing over-fast

    Though the answer now is strong?

    Like the sedges at the last

    Will it die of too much song?
  • Antonellaцитирует4 года назад
    A FAREWELL
    Nay: by this desolate sea our troubled ways

    Shall separate forever; swift hath sped

    The hour of youth, and yet to hang the head,

    Lamenting lost things of departed days,

    Were only from that shadowland to raise
  • Antonellaцитирует4 года назад
    LOVE DREAM
    Strange that on warp and woof of dreams

    Fancy should weave the web of truth,

    And yet this fairy figment seems

    Part of a half-forgotten youth

    Stolen from days I thought were sped

    Out of the world beyond the dead.
  • Antonellaцитирует4 года назад
    "MY PEACE I LEAVE WITH YOU"
    He pondered long, and watched the darkening space

    Close the red portals whence the hours had run,

    As like young wistful angels, one by one,

    The stars cast timid flowers about His face.

    "Yea, now another scarlet day is done!"

    He cried in anguish, and with sudden grace

    Stretched forth His arms, as though He would erase

    The few, dim embers of the scattered sun.

    "The scarlet day is done, and soon the light

    Will wake again my desecrated skies.

    Oh, that another dawn might never rise!—

    My foolish children!" Through the vast of night

    The young stars shivered in a silver horde

    Before the Infinite Sorrow of their Lord.
  • Antonellaцитирует4 года назад
    TO A PASSEPIED BY SCARLATTI
    Strange little tune so thin and rare

    Like scents of roses of long ago,

    Quavering lightly upon the strings

    Of a violin, and dying there

    With a dancing flutter of delicate wings;

    Thy courtly joy and thy gentle woe,

    Thy gracious gladness and plaintive fears

    Are lost in the clamorous age we know,

    And pale like a moon in the lurid day;

    A phantom of music, strangely fled

    From the princely halls of the quiet dead,

    Down the long lanes of the vanished years

    Echoing frailly and far away.
fb2epub
Перетащите файлы сюда, не более 5 за один раз