Robert William Service (Роберт Уильям Сервис)

The Choice (And then I came to Three ways)

...And then I came to Three ways,
And each was mine to choose;
For all of them were free ways,
To take or to refuse.
"Now which shall be the best way,
East, West or South?" said I...
So then I went the West way -
I often wonder why.

...And then I cam to Two ways,
And each was luring me:
For both of them were new ways,
And I was fancy free.
"Now which shall be the least way,"
Said I: "to gain my goal?"
And so I took the East way,
With freedom in my soul.

...And then I came to One way,
And to the South it ran;
Then lo! I saw this sun way
Was mine since time began;
My pitiless, my doom way;
No other could there be,
For at its end my tomb lay,
And it was waiting me...
Poor fools! Who think you're free.

1. The Great Recall
2. Kathleen
3. Grin
4. Our Hero
5. The Old

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