Перевод отрывка Дж.Гордона Байрона из произведения "Паломничество Чайльд-Гарольда"Оригинал:Adieu! Adieu! my native shoreFades o’er the waters blue;The night-winds sigh, the breakers roar,And shrieks the wild sea-mew....

Those lips that Love's own hand did makeBreathed forth the sound that said 'I hate'To me that languish'd for her sake;But when she saw my woeful state,Straight in her heart did mercy come,Chiding that tongue that ever sweetWas used...

How oft, when thou, my music, music play'st,Upon that blessed wood whose motion soundsWith thy sweet fingers, when thou gently sway'stThe wiry concord that mine ear confounds,Do I envy those jacks that nimble leapTo kiss the tender inw...

Мы с тобой встречаться не готовы.Ты прекрасно знаешь все сама.Моей боли - горький привкус крови,Чувств сожженных – черная зола.Так иди же ты своей дорогойИ кровавых ран не береди.Помолись за мою душу Богу,И без слез и слов сейч...

My mistress’s eyes are nothing like the sunCoral is far more red than her lips’s red;If snow be white, why then her breath are dun;If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.I have seen roses damask’d, red and white,But not such r...

My mistress’s eyes are nothing like the sunCoral is far more red than her lips’s red;If snow be white, why then her breath are dun;If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.I have seen roses damask’d, red and white,But not such r...

It is the hour when from the boughsThe nightingale’s high note is heard;It is the hour when lover’s vowsSeem sweat in every whispered word;And gentle winds and waters near,Make music to the lovely ear,Each flower the dews have ligh...

Стихотворение из произведения Марии Семеновой "Волкодав" (мой перевод с русского на английский)Одинокая птица над полем кружит,Догоревшее солнце уходит с небес.Если шкура сера и клыки что ножи,Не чести меня волком, стремящимс...