Dorothy Parker

And if, my friend, you'd have it end,
There's naught to hear or tell.
But need you try to black my eye
In wishing me farewell?Though I admit an edgèd wit…

For this my mother wrapped me warm,
And called me home against the storm,
And coaxed my infant nights to quiet,
And gave me roughage in my diet,

If I don't drive around the park,
I'm pretty sure to make my mark.
If I'm in bed each night by ten,
I may get back my looks again

He'd have given me rolling lands, Houses of marble, and billowing farms,
Pearls, to trickle between my hands, Smoldering rubies, to circle my arms.
You- you'd only a lilting song, Only a melody, happy and high,
You were sudden and…

Oh, let it be a night a lyric rain
And singing breezes, when my bell is tolled.
I have so loved the rain that I would hold
Last in my ears its friendly, dim refrain.…

Woman wants monogamy;
Man delights in novelty.
Love is woman's moon and sun;
Man has other forms of fun.

A single flow'r he sent me, since we met.
All tenderly his messenger he chose;
Deep-hearted, pure, with scented dew still wet - One perfect rose.
I knew the language of the floweret; 'My fragile leaves,' it said, 'his heart…

When you are gone, there is nor bloom nor leaf,
Nor singing sea at night, nor silver birds;
And I can only stare, and shape my
In little words.

If, with the literate,
I
Impelled to try an epigram,
I never seek to take the credit;

Joy stayed with me a night--
Young and free and fair--
And in the morning light
He left me there.Then Sorrow came to stay,…

Consider a lady gone reckless in love,
In novels and plays:
You watch her proceed in a drapery of
A roseate haze.…

Давать или брать — проку нету,
И то же с водой и вином;
Жизнь эта, жизнь эта, жизнь эта
Задумана явно не мной.…

Oh, life is a glorious cycle of song,
A medley of extemporanea;
And love is a thing that can never go wrong;
And I am Marie of Roumania.

Много долгих зим и лет
С юности прошло,
Зарастает в сердце след,
Разбитом, как стекло.Кто не знал любви больной,…

I shall come back without fanfaronade
Of wailing wind and graveyard panoply;
But, trembling, slip from cool Eternity--
A mild and most bewildered little shade.…

He will love you presently
If you be the way you be.
Send your heart a-skittering,
He will stoop, and lift the thing.…

The days will rally, wreathing
Their crazy tarantelle;
And you must go on breathing,
But I'll be safe in hell.Like January weather,…

Oh, gallant was the first love, and glittering and fine;
The second love was water, in a clear white cup;
The third love was his, and the fourth was mine;
And after that,

The sun's gone dim, and
The moon's turned black;
For I loved him, and
He didn't love back.

A dream lies dead here. May you softly go
Before this place, and turn away your eyes,
Nor seek to know the look of that which dies
Importuning Life for life. Walk not in woe,…

They say He was a serious child, And quiet in His ways;
They say the gentlest lady smiled To hear the neighbors' praise.
The coffers of her heart would close Upon their smaliest word.
Yet did they say, "How tall He…

A nobler king had never breath-
I say it now, and said it then.
Who weds with such is wed till death
And wedded stays in Heaven. Amen.(And oh, the shirts of linen-lawn,…

And if my heart be scarred and burned,
The safer,
I, for all I learned;
The calmer,

Та, что попросит себе малый дар,
(Пятка-носок! Пятка-носок!)
Мало получит, много отдав.
(Как бы не так! Как бы не так!)…