25/04/2024 19:23Thi Viện - Kho tàng thi ca Việt Nam và thế giới
Nước: Anh
Đăng bởi Cammy vào 15/04/2008 21:20
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From far, from eve and morning
And yon twelve-winded sky,
The stuff of life to knit me
Blew hither: here am I.
Now- for a breath I tarry
Nor yet disperse apart-
Take my hand quick and tell me,
What have you in your heart.
Speak now, and I will answer;
How shall I help you, say;
Ere to the wind's twelve quarters
I take my endless way.