Ïåðñè Áèøè Øåëëè (Percy Bysshe Shelley)

Ïåñíÿ íåíàâèñòè

Îí ïðèø¸ë Íåíàâèñòíèêîì, ñåë íàä êàíàâîé,
Âçÿë ðàçáèòóþ ëþòíþ, è ñêîøåííûì ðòîì
Ïåñíþ ïåë, — è íå ïåë, — êðèê áðîñàë îí ãíóñàâûé
Ïðîòèâ æåíùèíû, áûâøåé ñêîòîì.

Ïåðåâîä Ê.Ä. Áàëüìîíòà
Âñå ïåðåâîäû Êîíñòàíòèíà Áàëüìîíòà

A Hate-Song

A hater he came and sat by a ditch,
And he took an old cracked lute;
And he sang a song which was more of a screech
'Gainst a woman that was a brute. 

1. To Mary
2. Matilda Gathering Flowers
3. Bereavement
4. Homer's Hymn To Minerva
5. Ñòðîêè, íàïèñàííûå âî âðåìÿ ïðàâëåíèÿ Êýñòëüðè • Lines Written During The Castlereagh Administration

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Êîëè÷åñòâî îáðàùåíèé ê ñòèõîòâîðåíèþ: 1035

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