English Poetry. Francis Bret Harte. Penelope. Фрэнсис Брет Гарт.

Francis Bret Harte (Фрэнсис Брет Гарт)

Penelope

   (SIMPSON’S BAR, 1858)

So you’ve kem ’yer agen,
  And one answer won’t do?
Well, of all the derned men
  That I’ve struck, it is you.
O Sal! ’yer’s that derned fool from Simpson’s, cavortin’ round ’yer
   in the dew.

Kem in, ef you WILL.
  Thar,--quit!  Take a cheer.
Not that; you can’t fill
  Them theer cushings this year,--
For that cheer was my old man’s, Joe Simpson, and they don’t make
   such men about ’yer.

He was tall, was my Jack,
  And as strong as a tree.
Thar’s his gun on the rack,--
  Jest you heft it, and see.
And YOU come a courtin’ his widder!  Lord! where can that critter,
   Sal, be!

You’d fill my Jack’s place?
  And a man of your size,--
With no baird to his face,
  Nor a snap to his eyes,
And nary--Sho! thar! I was foolin’,--I was, Joe, for sartain,--don’t
   rise.

Sit down.  Law! why, sho!
  I’m as weak as a gal.
Sal!  Don’t you go, Joe,
  Or I’ll faint,--sure, I shall.
Sit down,--ANYWHEER, where you like, Joe,--in that cheer, if you
   choose,--Lord! where’s Sal?

Francis Bret Harte’s other poems:

1. ”The Return of Belisarius”
2. The Ballad of Mr. Cooke
3. The Birds of Cirencester
4. John Burns of Gettysburg
5. On a Pen of Thomas Starr King

Poems of other poets with the same name (Стихотворения других поэтов с таким же названием):

Francis Thompson (Фрэнсис Томпсон) Penelope (“Love, like a wind, shook wide your blosmy eyes”)

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