Эмили Дикинсон (Emily Elizabeth Dickinson) Текст оригинала на английском языке * * * I found the phrase to every thought I ever had, but one; And that defies me, -- as a hand Did try to chalk the sun To races nurtured in the dark; -- How would your own begin? Can blaze be done in cochineal, Or noon in mazarin? |
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