Promise
Обещай, что не станем мы скучными,
Будем вечными, беспечными,
Судьбою обвенчаны,
За звездами идущими,
Под небом рисующим
Обещай, что не станем мы скучными,
Будем вечными, беспечными,
Судьбою обвенчаны,
За звездами идущими,
Под небом рисующим
The heads of strong old age are
Beyond all grace of youth
They have strange quiet,
Integrity, health, soundness, to the
Put the sweet thoughts from out thy mind, The dreams from out thy breast;
No joy for thee—but thou shalt find Thy
All day I could not work for woe, I could not work nor rest;
The trouble drove me to and fro, Like a leaf on the storm...
"MY Fanny,
I have news to tell,
Your diligence quite pleases me;
You've work'd so neatly, read so well,
Take my armand keep up your promise
They call you the refugeless refuge,they call you redeemer of outcasts
Caught in a riptidein the sea of becoming,without your support I'm a shipwreck
You reveal yourself age after ageand free the ...