I can give news of earth to... «Pippa Passes»

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  innashpitzberg

  28 мая 2013

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  I can give news of earth to all the dead Who ask me:—last year’s sunsets, and great stars That had a right to come first and see ebb The crimson wave that drifts the sun away— Those crescent moons with notched and burning rims That strengthened into sharp fire, and there stood, Impatient of the azure—and that day In March, a double rainbow stopped the storm— May’s warm, slow, yellow moonlit summer nights— Gone are they, but I have them in my soul

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