Генри Кинг, епископ Чичестерский (Henry King, Bishop of Chichester) Текст оригинала на английском языке The Boyes Answer To The Blackmoor Black Maid, complain not that I fly, When Fate commands Antipathy: Prodigious might that union prove, Where Night and Day together move, And the conjunction of our lips Not kisses make, but an Eclipse; In which the mixed black and white Portends more terrour than delight. Yet if my shadow thou wilt be, Enjoy thy dearest wish: But see Thou take my shadowes property, That hastes away when I come nigh: Else stay till death hath blinded mee, And then I will bequeath my self to thee. |
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