Эдвард Лир (Edward Lear)

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Полоснул старичок из Татарии
Тесаком да по сонной артарии,
Что-то крикнув жене.
Та в ответ: “Горе мне!
Горе всей безутешной Татарии!”

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There was an Old Person of Tartary,
Who divided his jugular artery;
But he screeched to his wife,
And she said, “Oh, my life!
Your death will be felt by all Tartary!”

1. There Was An Old Person Of Basing
2. There Was An Old Man Of Jamaica
3. He Lived at Dingle Bank
4. Cold Are The Crabs
5. There Was An Old Man Of Vienna

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