Сара Тревор Тисдейл. Бедное жилище
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Мир и Надежда мимо прошли –
Миновали злосчастный дом.
Юность, Здоровье тоже ушли,
И Любовь не осталась в нем.
А жильцы проливали слезы
На горький хлеб своей доли.
Одни стары, другие безумны,
А третьи – страдали от боли.
Увидала Смерть то жилище
И тоже мимо прошла. –
Сказала: «Они и не жили»,
Знать пора моя не пришла».
Sara Tiesdale
The Poor House
Hope went by and Peace went by
And would not enter in;
Youth went by and Health went by
And Love that is their kin.
Those within the house shed tears
On their bitter bread;
Some were old and some were mad,
And some were sick a-bed.
Gray Death saw the wretched house
And even he passed by–
"They have never lived," he said,
"They can wait to die."
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