"Стихотворения" - читать интересную книгу автора (Джеймс Джойс)

His song is softer than the dew
And he is come to visit you.
╬ bend no more in revery
When he at eventide is calling
Nor muse: Who may this singer be
Whose song about my heart is falling?
Know you by this, the lover's chant,
Tis I that am your visitant
IV
╦ш°№ Ёюсър  чтхчфр тчющфхЄ
═р эхсю, ьых  ш фЁюцр,
╫№  ¤Єю яхёэ  є тюЁюЄ
╟тєўшЄ, ъръ ёєьхЁъш, ётхцр?
╧Ёшёыє°рщё Е ╬, эхєцхы№? Ч
╥тющ ёєцхэ√щ, Єтющ ьхэхёЄЁхы№!
└ї, эх ъыюэшё№ ш эх Єюьшё№,
├рфр , ъЄю цх юэ Єръющ Ч
╧хтхЎ, ўхщ эхцэ√щ тюърышч
╥тющ ёюээ√щ схЁхфшЄ яюъющ,
┬ыштр  т ёхЁфЎх ёырфъшщ їьхы№.
╟эрщ: ¤Єю   Ч Єтющ ьхэхёЄЁхы№!
V
Lean out of the window,
Goldenhair,
I heard you singing
A merry air.
My book is closed;
I read no more,
Watching the fire dance
On the floor.
I have left my book:
I have left my room:
For I heard you singing
Through the gloom,
Singing and singing
A merry air.
Lean out of the window,
Goldenhair.
V
╤ы√°є: чряхыр Є√,
╟ырЄютырёър!
╧хёэ  Єтю  Ч
▌Єю ёЄрЁр  ёърчър.
╩эшує юёЄртшы  
═р яюыютшэх,
├ы ф , ъръ яырь 
╧ы °хЄ т ърьшэх.
╩эшує чрїыюяэєы  ,
┬√°хы шч фюьр,
┬ырёЄэю тыхъюь√щ