Текст оригинала на английском языке Birthday Verses Good morrow to the golden morning, Good morrow to the world's delight-- I've come to bless thy life's beginning, Since it makes my own so bright! I have brought no roses, sweetest, I could find no flowers, dear,-- It was when all sweets were over Thou wert born to bless the year. But I've brought thee jewels, dearest, In thy bonny locks to shine,-- And if love shows in their glances, They have learn'd that look of mine! |
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