Sara Teasdale
Fault
They came to tell your faults to me,
They named them over one by one;
I laughed aloud when they were done,
I knew them all so well before, —
Oh, they were blind, too blind to see
Your faults had made me love you more.
Сара Тисдейл
Ошиблись
Пришли сказать: ты — негодяй,
Назвали все твои грехи.
Смеялась громко: о лихих
Проступках знала и вине.
О, Бог, слепым прозренье дай!.. —
Таким люблю тебя сильней.