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Nov 05, 2019 10:20

Делюсь прекрасным:

https://archive.org/details/whocanbehappyfre00nekr/page/n7





The year doesn't matter,
The land's not important,
But seven good peasants
Once met on a high-road.
From Province " Hard-Battered,"
From District " Most Wretched,"
From " Destitute " Parish,
From neighbouring hamlets -
"Patched," "Barefoot," and "Shabby,"
" Bleak," " Burnt-Out," and "Hungry,"
From " Harvestless " also,
They met and disputed
Of who can, in Russia,
Be happy and free?
Luka said, " The pope,"
And Roman, ' The Pomyeshchick,"
Demyan, '' The official,"
" The round-belhed merchant,"
Said both brothers Goobin,
Mitrodor and Ivan.
Pakhom, who'd been lost
In profoundest reflection.
Exclaimed, looking down
At the earth, " 'Tis his Lordship,
His most mighty Highness,
The Tsar's Chief Adviser,"
And Prov said, '' The Tsar."

Англия моя, merry England ясен пень

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