A Prayer For My Daughter
Once more the storm is howling, and half hid
Uhis cradle-hood and coverlid
My child sleeps on. There is no obstacle
But Gregorys wood and one bare hill
Whereby the haystack- and roof-levelling wind,
Bred olantic, be stayed;
And for an hour I have walked and prayed
Because of the great gloom that is in my mind.
I have walked and prayed for this young child an hour
And heard the sea-wind scream upoower,
And uhe arches of the bridge, and scream
In the elms above the flooded stream;
Imagining ied reverie
That the future years had e,
Dang to a frenzied drum,
Out of the murderous innoce of the sea.
May she be granted beauty a not
Beauty to make a strangers eye distraught,
Or hers before a looking-glass, for such,
Being made beautiful overmuch,
sider beauty a suffit end,
Lose natural kindness and maybe
The heart-revealing intimacy
That chooses right, and never find a friend.
Helen being chosen found life flat and dull
And later had mu……（内容加载失败！）
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