Edgar Lee Masters (Эдгар Ли Мастерс)
Anthony Findlay
Both for the country and for the man, And for a country as well as a man, ’Tis better to be feared than loved. And if this country would rather part With the friendship of every nation Than surrender its wealth, I say of a man ’tis worse to lose Money than friends. And I rend the curtain that hides the soul Of an ancient aspiration: When the people clamor for freedom They really seek for power o’er the strong. I, Anthony Findlay, rising to greatness From a humble water carrier, Until I could say to thousands ”Come,” And say to thousands ”Go,” Affirm that a nation can never be good, Or achieve the good, Where the strong and the wise have not the rod To use on the dull and weak.
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