033. Ñêîòò õóäîæíèêîì áûë æèâîïèñíûì...

Äìèòðèé Òèìå
Ñêîòò õóäîæíèêîì áûë æèâîïèñíûì:
Äóìàë îí, ÷òî — êóð÷àâ, íî áûë — ëûñûì,
Áûëî â í¸ì ÷óâñòâî âêóñà
Ëèøü ïðèòâîðñòâîì èñêóñíûì,
À òàëàíò — çàáëóæäåíüåì áûë ÷èñòûì.


Îðèãèíàë:

There once was a painter named Scott
Who seemed to have hair, but had not.
He seemed too to have sense:
'Twas an equal pretence
On the part of the painter named Scott.
______This is one of three limericks that we know were written about William Bell Scott (1811–1890),
who published a variant version of the first two lines of this one in his «Autobiographical Notes»