Будем считать, что нас здесь трое соавторов. Первый - вот он: Harold Hart Crane (1899-1932) FEAR The host, he says that all is well And the fire-wood glow is bright; The food has a warm and tempting smell,- But on the window licks the night.
Pile on the logs... Give me your hands, Friends! No,- it is not fright... But hold me... somewhere I heard demands... And on the window licks the night.
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Re: Ужасти
Date: 2010-08-20 08:53 am (UTC)Harold Hart Crane (1899-1932)
FEAR
The host, he says that all is well
And the fire-wood glow is bright;
The food has a warm and tempting smell,-
But on the window licks the night.
Pile on the logs... Give me your hands,
Friends! No,- it is not fright...
But hold me... somewhere I heard demands...
And on the window licks the night.