"The Lake"
(Edgar Allan Poe)
In youth's spring, it was my lot
To haunt of the wide earth a spot
The which I could not love the less;
So lovely was the loneliness
Of a wild lake, with black rock bound.
And the tall pines that tower'd around.
But when the night had thrown her pall
Upon that spot — as upon all,
And the mystic wind me by
Memories in melody,
Then ah! Then I would awake
To the terror of the lone lake.
Озеро
На заре моей юности на мою долю выпало
Часто бывать в одном глухом местечке,
Которое я не мог не любить.
Так прекрасно было то одиночество
Дикого озера среди черных скал,
А вокруг его возвышались высокие деревья.
Но когда ночь набрасывала свой покров
На все в этом местечке,
А ветер обдувал меня,
В этой тихой мелодии
В моей юной душе пробуждался
Страх перед одиноким озером.
В моей юной душе пробуждался
Страх перед одиноким озером.
& quot; The Lake & quot;
(Edgar Allan Poe)
In youth's spring, it was my lot
To haunt of the wide earth a spot
The which I could not love the less;
So lovely was the loneliness
Of a wild lake, with black rock bound.
And the tall pines that tower'd around.
But when the night had thrown her pall
Upon that spot - as upon all,
And the mystic wind me by
Memories in melody,
Then ah! Then I would awake
To the terror of the lone lake.
lake
In the early days of my youth on my lot
Often happens in a remote village of the same ,
I could not help but love .
So perfect was the loneliness
Wild lake of black rocks ,
And around him stood the tall trees .
But when the night is sketched its cover
All in this place ,
The wind blew me
In this quiet melodies
In my young soul awakened
Fear of lonely lake.
In my young soul awakened
Fear of lonely lake.
