Ý. Äèêèíñîí. 791. God gave a Loaf to every Bird

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Áîã êàæäîé ïòèöå äàë ñâîé õëåá –
À ìíå – îäíó ëèøü êðîøêó –
Õîòü ãîëîäíà, íå ñìåþ åñòü –
Ñìàêóþ ãîðüêî ðîñêîøü –

Íå ñëèøêîì ñ÷àñòüÿ ëè – âëàäåé,
Âîò ìíå çåðíî îòäåëüíîå –
Äëÿ ïòè÷üåé ó÷àñòè ìîåé
Ñ æåëàíüåì áåñïðåäåëüíîãî –

È ìîæåò ãîëîä áûòü êðóãîì,
Íî öåë ìîé êîëîñîê –
Ìîé ñòîë ñìååòñÿ ïîëíîòîé
È ìîé àìáàð âûñîê –

 ÷åì äèâî ãðàôîâ è ðàäæåé
 áîãàòñòâàõ èõ çåìíûõ –
Ñ îäíîé ëèøü êðîøêîþ ìîåé
ß ñóâåðåííåé èõ.
28-29.11.2013





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God gave a Loaf to every Bird –
But just a Crumb to Me –
I dare not eat it – tho’ I starve –
My poignant luxure –

To own it – touch it –
Prove the feat – that made the Pellet mine –
Too happy for my Sparrow’s chance –
For Ampler Coveting –

It might be Famine – all around –
I could not miss an Ear –
Such Plenty smiles upon my Board –
My Garner shows so fair –

I wonder how the Rich – may feel –
An Indiaman – An Earl –
I deem that I – with but a Crumb –
Am Sovereign  of them all.