Edna St. Vincent Millay The Unexplorer

Домосед

Меня чудесная тропа
Манила сквозь забор.
Сказала мама как-то раз:
Пойди по ней - придешь сейчас
К молочнику во двор.
(Так дома и сижу с тех пор.)




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THERE was a road ran past our house
Too lovely to explore.
I asked my mother once–she said
That if you followed where it led
It brought you to the milk-man's door.
(That's why I have not traveled more.)