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Поздравляю со Светлым Праздником Пасхи! Пусть этот день наполнит ваши сердца новой надеждой, потому что Христос воскрес, а значит мы уже победили. По крайней мере, я так считаю.
По случаю решила загнать сюда любимое пасхальное стихотворение. Оно, к сожалению, написано сложноватым языком, но зато какая форма - действительно,чем-то похоже на крылья.
George Herbert, Easter Wings
LORD, who createdst man in wealth and store,
Though foolishly he lost the same,
Decaying more and more,
Till he became
Most poor:
With thee
O let me rise
As larks, harmoniously,
And sing this day thy victories:
Then shall the fall further the flight in me.
My tender age in sorrow did begin:
And still with sicknesses and shame
Thou didst so punish sin,
That I became
Most thin.
With thee
Let me combine
And feel this day thy victory
For, if I imp my wing on thine,
Affliction shall advance the flight in me.
По случаю решила загнать сюда любимое пасхальное стихотворение. Оно, к сожалению, написано сложноватым языком, но зато какая форма - действительно,чем-то похоже на крылья.
George Herbert, Easter Wings
LORD, who createdst man in wealth and store,
Though foolishly he lost the same,
Decaying more and more,
Till he became
Most poor:
With thee
O let me rise
As larks, harmoniously,
And sing this day thy victories:
Then shall the fall further the flight in me.
My tender age in sorrow did begin:
And still with sicknesses and shame
Thou didst so punish sin,
That I became
Most thin.
With thee
Let me combine
And feel this day thy victory
For, if I imp my wing on thine,
Affliction shall advance the flight in me.