Edwin Arlington Robinson (Эдвин Арлингтон Робинсон)

An Old Story

STRANGE that I did not know him then.
    That friend of mine! 
I did not even show him then
    One friendly sign;

But cursed him for the ways he had
    To make me see 
My envy of the praise he had
    For praising me.

I would have rid the earth of him
    Once, in my pride... 
I never knew the worth of him
    Until he died.

1. Afterthoughts
2. How Annandale Went Out
3. For a Dead Lady
4. Alma Mater
5. Villanelle of Change

Robert Service (Роберт Сервис) An Old Story ("They threw him in a prison cell")

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