Стихи и рассказы в категории Friendship. Читать онлайн

AND doth not a meeting like this make amends
For all the long years I’ve been wandering away —
To see thus around me my youth’s early friends,
As smiling and kind as in that happy day?…

Небо живе за
Рогом окулярів, і
Лине в зорепад.

Don't tell me our friendship is over,
Don't tell me we'll end up in vain.
We were too emotional, sober,
Too happy to ever complain.

I HAVE had playmates, I have had companions,
In my days of childhood, in my joyful school-days--
All, all are gone, the old familiar faces.I have been laughing, I have been carousing,
Drinking late, sitting late, with my bosom cronies--…