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[crivelli]

Вот такую открытку нашла я на днях:



А на обороте - стихотворение:



I catch a glimpse of thee, a glimpse in all things
Towards which I hold me brotherly and kind
Seedlike thou sunn'st thyself within the small things
And in the great, lavish thou giv’st thy mind.

This is the marvel in thy powers plying
That throughout all their subtle pattern weaves
In the roots growing, in the tree-holes dying
And like a resurrection in the leaves

Вдруг кто-нибудь из вас знает автора?