September

A poem by Aldous Huxley (1894 – 1963)

Spring is past and over these many days,

Spring and summer. The leaves of September droop,

Yellowing afid all but dead on the patient trees.

Nor is there any hope in me. I walk

Slowly homeward. Night is as empty and dark

Behind my eyes as it is dark without

And empty round about me and over me.

Spring is past and over these many days;

But, looking up, suddenly I see

Leaves in the upthrown light of a street lamp shine

Clear and luminous, young and so transparent,

They seem but the coloured foam of air, green fire,

No more than the scarce embodied thoughts of leaves;

And it is spring within that circle of light.

Oh, magical brightness ! the old leaves are made new.

In the mind, too, some coloured accident

Of beauty revives and makes all young again.

A chance light meaninglessly shines and it is spring.

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• София Парнок – Ты помнишь коридорчик узенький by София Парнок
• София Парнок – Триолеты by София Парнок
• София Парнок – Тихо плачу и пою by София Парнок
• София Парнок – Сегодня с неба день поспешней by София Парнок
• София Парнок – Рондель by София Парнок
• София Парнок – Он ходит с женщиной в светлом by София Парнок
• София Парнок – Об одной лошаденке чалой by София Парнок
• София Парнок – Кипящий звук неторопливых арб by София Парнок
• София Парнок – И голос окликнул тебя среди ночи by София Парнок
• София Парнок – Газэлы by София Парнок
• София Парнок – Екатерине Гельцер by София Парнок
• София Парнок – Белой ночью by София Парнок
• Шекспир – Ты утоляешь мой голодный взор – Сонет 75 by William Shakespeare
• Шекспир – Запечатленный в слове лик твой милый – Сонет 59 by William Shakespeare
• Шекспир – Сонет 50 by William Shakespeare
• Шекспир – Я так тебя люблю – Сонет 36 by William Shakespeare
• Шекспир – Я не хочу хвалить любовь мою – Сонет 21 by William Shakespeare
• Шекспир – Я лью потоки горьких слез – Сонет 44 by William Shakespeare
• Шекспир – Я дорого ценю любовь твою – Сонет 87 by William Shakespeare
• Шекспир – Весну не перельешь в хрусталь – Сонет 6 by William Shakespeare

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