Эдвард Лир (Edward Lear)

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Жил да был некий Старец в Норфолке
С подбородком не толще иголки.
	Заострив подбородкок,
	Преуспел самородок,
Им на лире играя в Норфолке.

© Перевод Евг. Фельдмана
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There was a Young Lady whose chin,
Resembled the point of a pin;
	So she had it made sharp,
	And purchased a harp,
And played several tunes with her chin. 

1. There was an Old Person of Leeds
2. There was an Old Person of Ischia
3. There was an Old Man of the Isles
4. There was an Old Man with a gong
5. There was an Old Man of the West

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