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James Russell Lowell
1819-1891
(Джеймс Рассел Лоуэлл)

SIXTY-EIGHTH BIRTHDAY

НА СВОЙ 68Й ДЕНЬ РОЖДЕНИЯ

As life runs on, the road grows strange
With faces new, and near the end.
The milestones into headstones change,
'Neath every one a friend.

ОНА ПРИШЛА И УШЛА

She Came And Went

AS a twig trembles, which a bird

Lights on to sing, then leaves unbent,

So is my memory thrilled and stirred;--

I only know she came and went.

As claps some lake, by gusts unriven,

The blue dome's measureless content,

So my sould that moment's heaven;--

I only know she came and went.

As, at one bound, our swift spring heaps

The orchard's full bloom and scent,

So clove her May my wintry sleeps;--

I only know she came and went.

Oh, when the room grows slowly dim,

And life's last oil is nearly spent,

One gush of light these eyes will brim,

Only to think she came and went

© 2001 Elena and Yacov Feldman