Хоакин (Цинциннат Хайнер) Миллер (Joaquin (Cincinnatus Hiner) Miller) Текст оригинала на английском языке Sea-Blown Ah! there be souls non understand; Like clouds, they cannot touch the land. Unanchored ships, they blow and blow, Sail to and fro, and then go down In unknown seas that none shall know, Without one ripple of renown. Call these not fools, the test of worth Is not the hold you have of earth. Ay, there be gentlest souls sea-blown That know not any harbor known. Now it may be the reason is, They touch on fairer shores than this. |
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