"Стихотворения" - читать интересную книгу автора (Джеймс Джойс)

О, it was out by Donnycarney
When the bat flew from tree to tree
My love and I did walk together
And sweet were the words she said to me.
Along with us the summer wind
Went murmuring — O, happily! —
But softer than the breath of summer
Was the kiss she gave to me.
XXXI
Я помню тропку в Донникарни,
Где мы с любимою брели,
Как призраки, перелетали
Среди ветвей нетопыри.
И ветерок над нами веял
Отрадой теплых, летних струй;
Но были слаще ночи летней
Ее слова — и поцелуй.
XXXII
Rain has fallen all the day
О come among the laden trees.
The leaves lie thick upon the way
Of memories.
Staying a little by the way
Of memories shall we depart.
Come, my beloved, where
I may Speak to your heart.
XXXII
Весь день шуршал холодный дождь,
Витал осенний листопад.
Приди в последний раз — придешь? —
В продрогший сад.
Перед разлукой — постоим,
Пусть прошлое обступит нас.
Молю: внемли словам моим
В последний раз.
XXXIII
Now, О now, in this brown land
Where Love did so sweet music make
We two shall wander, hand in hand,
Forbearing for old friendship' sake
Nor grieve because our love was gay
Which now is ended in this way.
A rogue in red and yellow dress
Is knocking, knocking at the tree
And all around our loneliness
The wind is whistling merrily.
The leaves — they do not sigh at all
When the year takes them in the fall.
Now, О now, we hear no more
The vilanelle and roundelay!