William Blake (Óèëüÿì Áëåéê)

The Wild Flower's Song

As I wandered the forest,
The green leaves among,
I heard a Wild Flower
Singing a song.

'I slept in the earth
In the silent night,
I murmured my fears
And I felt delight.

'In the morning I went
As rosy as morn,
To seek for new joy;
But oh! met with scorn.' 

Ïåñíÿ äèêîãî öâåòêà

Ìåæ ëèñòüåâ çåëåíûõ
Ðàííåé âåñíîé
Ïåë ñâîþ ïåñíþ
Öâåòèê ëåñíîé:

- Êàê ñëàäêî ÿ ñïàë
 òåìíîòå, â òèøèíå,
Î ñìóòíûõ òðåâîãàõ
Øåïòàë â ïîëóñíå.

Ðàñêðûëñÿ ÿ, ñâåòåë,
Ïðåä ñàìîþ çîðüêîé,
Íî ñâåò ìåíÿ âñòðåòèë
Îáèäîþ ãîðüêîé.

          Ïåðåâîä Ñ.ß. Ìàðøàêà

1. The Invocation
2. To Thomas Butts
3. To Morning
4. Êëîïøòîê Àíãëèþ õóëèë êàê õîòåë • When Klopstock England Defied
5. You Don't Believe

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