The morns are meeker than they were by Emily Dicki
Лещины бур орех...
И ягод щёки пухлы,
И роз конец поре.
И скинул клён нарядный шарф,-
На луг - багрец внаброс...
Чтоб быть нестаромодной,
мне лист кленовый брошь.
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The morns are meeker than they were by Emily Dickinson
The morns are meeker than they were --
The nuts are getting brown --
The berry's cheek is plumper --
The Rose is out of town.
The Maple wears a gayer scarf --
The field a scarlet gown --
Lest I should be old fashioned
I'll put a trinket on.
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