Текст песни Thalarion - Sonnet Of My Grief
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I lift my heavy heart up solemnlyAs once Elektra her sepulchral urnAnd, looking in thine eyes, I overturnThe ashes at thy feet, behold and seeWhat a great heap of grief lay hid in meAnd how the red wild sparkles dimly burnThrough the ashen greyness, if thy foot in scornCould tread them out to darkness utterlyIt might be well perhaps, but if insteadThou wait beside me for the wind to blowThe grey dust up ... those laurels on thine headO my beloved, will not shield thee soThat none of all the fires shall scorch and shredThe hair beneath, stand further off then! Go![Taken from the Elizabeth B.Browning`s "Sonnets from the Portuguese"]