Роберт Ли Фрост (Robert Lee Frost) Текст оригинала на английском языке Bursting Rapture I went to the physician to complain, The time had been when anyone could turn To farming for a simple way to earn; But now ˜twas there as elsewhere, any gain Was made by getting science on the brain; There was so much more every day to learn, The discipline of farming was so stern, It seemed as if I couldn't stand the strain. But the physician's answer was "There, there, What you complain of all the nations share. Their effort is a mounting ecstasy That when it gets too exquisite to bear Will find relief in one burst. You shall see. That's what a certain bomb was sent to be." |
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