Читать книгу Dickinson: The Complete Works - Эмили Дикинсон - Страница 323

XXII. "Upon the gallows hung a wretch"

Оглавление

Table of Contents

Upon the gallows hung a wretch,

Too sullied for the hell

To which the law entitled him.

As nature's curtain fell

The one who bore him tottered in,

For this was woman's son.

''T was all I had,' she stricken gasped;

Oh, what a livid boon!

Dickinson: The Complete Works

Подняться наверх