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John Dowland (Джон Дауленд (Доуленд))


A Pedlar


FINE knacks for ladies! cheap, choice, brave, and new,
   Good pennyworths--but money cannot move:
I keep a fair but for the Fair to view--
   A beggar may be liberal of love.
Though all my wares be trash, the heart is true,
   The heart is true.

Great gifts are guiles and look for gifts again;
   My trifles come as treasures from my mind:
It is a precious jewel to be plain;
   Sometimes in shell the orient'st pearls we find:--
Of others take a sheaf, of me a grain!
   Of me a grain! 



John Dowland's other poems:
  1. Wilt Thou Unkind Thus Reave Me
  2. Mourn, Mourn, Day Is With Darkness Fled
  3. In Darkness Let Me Dwell
  4. Come Ye Heavy States Of Night
  5. Come, Heavy Sleep


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