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Charles Mackay (Чарльз Маккей) The Little Moles When grasping tyranny offends, Or angry bigots frown; When rulers plot, for sefish ends, To keep the nations down; When statesmen form unholy league To drive the world to war; When knaves in palaces intrigue For ribbons or a star We raise our heads, survey their deeds, And cheerily reply, Grub, little moles, grub under ground, There's sunshine in the sky. When canting hypocrites combine To curb a free man's thought, And hold all doctrine undivine That holds their canting nought; When round their narrow pale they plod. And scornfully assume That all without are cursed of God, And justify the doom, We think of God's eternal love, And strong in hope reply, Grub, little moles, grub under ground, There's sunshine in the sky. When greedy authors wield the pen To please the vulgar town, Depict great thieves as injured men And heroes of renown; Pander to prejudice unclean, Apologize for crime, And daub the vices of the mean With flattery like slime; For Milton's craft, for Shakspere's tongue We blush, but yet reply Grub, little moles, grub under ground, There's sunshine in the sky. When smug philosophers survey The various climes of earth, And mourn, poor sagelings of a day! Its too prolific birth; And prove by figure, rule, and plan, The large fair world too small To feed the multitudes of man That flourish on its ball; We view the vineyards on the hills, Or corn-fields waving high; Grub, little moles, grub under ground, There's sunshine in the sky. When men complain of humankind In misanthropic mood, And thinking evil things, grow blind To presence of the good; When, wall'd in prejudices strong, They urge that evermore The world is fated to go wrong For going wrong before, We feel the truths they cannot feel, And smile as we reply, Grub, little moles, grub under ground, There's sunshine in the sky. Charles Mackay's other poems: Распечатать (Print) Количество обращений к стихотворению: 1413 |
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