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The Sorrow of Love
| The brawling of a sparrow in the eaves, | | The brilliant moon and all the milky sky, | | And all that famous
harmony of leaves, | | Had blotted out man’s image and his cry. | | | | | | A girl arose that had red mournful lips | | And
seemed the greatness of the world in tears, | | Doomed like Odysseus and the labouring ships | | And proud
as Priam murdered with his peers; | | | | | | Arose, and on the instant clamorous eaves, | | A climbing moon upon
an empty sky, | | And all that lamentation of the leaves, | | Could but compose man’s image and his cry. |
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By PanEris
using Melati.
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