Текст оригинала на английском языке * * * "Children and dogs are subject to my power," You said, and smiled, and I beside you smiled, Perceiving my unwisdom of a child, My courage of a wolf new-taught to cower: Upon the grass, beneath the falling flower, I saw my spirit silent and beguiled Standing at gaze; a brute no longer wild; An infant wearied by the difficult hour. And am I not your child who has come home? And am I not your hound for faithfulness? Put forth your hand, put forth your hand to bless A creature stricken timorous and dumb, Who now regards you with a lover's eyes And knows that you are merciful and wise. |
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