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Йейтс Уильям Батлер
«Стихи. (В переводах разных авторов)»

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and Fate and Chance

And swept out of the wattled hall

And came to where the dewdrops fall

Among the foamdrops of the sea,

And there we hushed the revelry;

And, gathering on our brows a frown,

Bent all our swaying bodies down,

And to the waves that glimmer by

That sloping green De Danaan sod

Sang, 'God is joy and joy is God,

And things that have grown sad are wicked,

And things that fear the dawn of the morrow

Or the grey wandering osprey Sorrow.

We danced to where in the winding thicket

The damask roses, bloom on bloom,

Like crimson meteors hang in the gloom.

And bending over them softly said,

Bending over them in the dance,

With a swift and friendly glance

From dewy eyes: 'Upon the dead

Fall the leaves of other roses,

On the dead dim earth encloses:

But never, never on our graves,

Heaped beside the glimmering waves,

Shall fall the leaves of damask roses.

For neither Death nor Change comes near us,

And all listless hours fear us,

And we fear no dawning morrow,

Nor the grey wandering osprey Sorrow.



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