Текст оригинала на английском языке
* * *
No more now with jealous complaining Shall you be vext; nor I with fears Torture my heart: my heart is secure now, And laughs at follies of former tears. No more now with the endless paining Of idle desires shall Day distress; Nor Night, from passionate envy pure now, With insupportable loneliness. Truth and Trust so sweetly possess My fortress of peace, no more to be shaken; From dreams of joy to joy I awaken And wander in fields of happiness. Foolish once, now I'll be wise, And live in the light of your trusting eyes.
Английская поэзия - http://eng-poetry.ru/. Адрес для связи firstname.lastname@example.org