Читать книгу Ebony and Crystal: Poems in Verse and Prose - Clark Ashton Smith - Страница 21

Table of Contents

O, Muse, where lingerest thou? In any land

Of Saturn, lit with moons and nenuphars?

Or in what high metropolis of Mars—

Hearing the gongs of dire, occult command,

And bugles blown from strand to unknown strand

Of continents embattled in old wars

That primal kings began? Or on the bars

Of ebbing seas in Venus, from the sand

Of shattered nacre with a thousand hues,

Dost pluck the blossoms of the purple wrack

And roses of blue coral for thy hair?

Or, flown beyond the roaring Zodiac,

Translatest thou the tale of earthly news

And earthly songs to singers of Altair?