Katharine Tynan (Кэтрин Тайнен)

Nymphs


Where are ye now, O beautiful girls of the mountain,
Oreads all ?
Nothing at all stirs here save the drip of the fountain;
Answers our call
Only the heart-glad thrush, in the Vale of Thrushes;
Stirs in the brake
But the dew-bright ear of the hare in his couch of rushes
Listening, awake.

Katharine Tynan’s other poems:

  1. The Old Soldier
  2. Wings in the Night
  3. The Little Old Woman
  4. The Young Soldier
  5. The Vestal

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