"Эмили Дикинсон. Избранные переводы (пер.Б.Львов)" - читать интересную книгу автора

'T was such a greedy, greedy wave
That licked it from the Coast;
Nor ever guessed the stately sails
My little craft was lost!

x x x

126
To fight aloud is very brave-
But gallanter, I know,
Who charge within the bosom,
The Cavalry of Woe-

Who win, and nations do not see-
Who fall- and none observe-
Whose dying eyes, no Country
Regards with patriot love-

We trust, in plumed procession
For such the Angels go-
Rank after Rank, with even feet-
And Uniforms of Snow.

x x x

135
Water, is taught by thirst;
Land - by the Oceans passed.
Transport - by throe -
Peace - by its battles told -
Love, by Memorial Mold -
Birds, by the Snow.

x x x

185
"Faith" is a fine invention
When Gentlemen can see -
But Microscopes are prudent
In an Emergency

x x x

224
I've nothing else - to bring, You know
So I keep bringing These-
Just as the Night keeps fetching Stars
To our familiar eyes-

Maybe, we shouldn't mind them-