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доляПереклавК. Е. МЕНН1НГFORTUNEYou never played, me false, I swear it:You grudged to me a brother, sister.And e'en a friend; you took me earlyAnd led me as a little boyAnd put me in a school for peasants.Where 1 might learn from drunken clerk,"Work hard, my darling! You will laterBecome a m an!” — These were your words,Ajid I obeyed, I studied hard,And learned my lesson.And you lied IWhat sort of man! ’Twas all in vain.We never played you false, I swear it,We liv^d our life! And nevei-, neverLeft any seed of lie behind us . . .So let us go, my humble fortune,My friend so poor, so free from guile,Let us go on; ahead is gloryAnd glory is my only guide.[1858] (’ 1a r e n c e A. Manning68