* 1. ШАРЛОТТА БРОНТЕ * LIFE Life, believe, is not a dream So darc as sages say; Oft a little morning rain Foretells a pleasant day. Sometimes there are clouds of gloom, But these are transient all; If the shower will make the roses bloom, O why laments its fall ? Rapidly, merrily, Life's sunny hours flit by, Gratefully, cheerily, Enjoy them as they fly ! What though Death at times steps in,
And calls our Best away ? What though sorrow seems to win, O'er hope, a heawy sway ? Yet hope again elastic springs, Unconquered, though she fell; Still buoyant are her golden wings, Still strong to bear us well. Manfully, fearlessly, The day of trial bear, For gloriously, victoriously, Can courage quell despair ! ЖИЗНЬ Поверь, что жизнь – не снов игра, Не сказок темный лес.
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