Разбитая Дружба
Я продолжаю свои попытки перевода шедевров словесного исскуства с английского на русский. Всех желающих поучаствовать, прошу в гости.
Вот след работа.
A Broken Friendship (from Christobel), by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Alas! they had been friends in youth;
But whispering tongues can poison truth;
And constancy lives in realms above;
And life is thorny; and youth is vain;
And to be wroth with one we love,
Doth work like madness in the brain.
And thus is chanced, as I divine,
With Roland and Sir Leoline.
Each spake words of high disdain
And insult to his heart's best brother:
They parted — ne'er to meet again!
But never either found another
To free the hollow heart from paining -
They stood aloof, the scars remaining,
Like cliffs which had been rent asunder;
A dreary sea now flows between; —
But neither heat, nor frost, nor thunder
Shall wholly do away, I ween,
The marks of that which once hath been.
Нашу дружбу разбили сплетни
Мы как два обрыва
Между нами течет река
Нам не сойтись никогда
Но мы ничего не забыли
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