Текст оригинала на английском языке
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On the way to Kew, By the river old and gray, Where in the Long Ago, We laughed and loitered so, I met a ghost to-day, A ghost that told of you – A ghost of old replies And sweet, inscrutable eyes Coming up from Richmond As you used to do. By the river old and gray, The enchanted Long Ago Murmured and smiled anew. On the way to Kew, March had the laugh of May, The bare boughs looked aglow, And old immortal words Sang in my breast like birds, Coming up from Richmond As I used with you. With the life of Long Ago Lived my thought of you. By the river old and gray Flowing his appointed way As I watched I knew What is good to know – Not in vain, not in vain, Shall I look for you again Coming up from Richmond On the way to Kew.
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