Читать книгу The Atlantic Monthly, Volume 01, No. 05, March, 1858 - Various - Страница 16

  Ah, let me look, let me watch, let me wait, unbiased, unprompted!

  Bid me not venture on aught that could alter or end what is present!

  Say not, Time flies, and occasion, that never returns, is departing!

  Drive me not out, ye ill angels with fiery swords, from my Eden,

  Waiting, and watching, and looking! Let love be its own inspiration!

  Shall not a voice, if a voice there must be, from the airs that environ,

  Yea, from the conscious heavens, without our knowledge or effort,

  Break into audible words? Let love be its own inspiration!