Ральф Эмерсон – The Poems of Ralph Waldo Emerson / Стихотворения (страница 52)
И грубым горский стал народ,
Кабацких накопив острот,
Вершина, в топи утони!
Спрячь, небо, верности огни!
Навеки сгинь, народ вершин,
Ни отче не спасись, ни сын!
Потише! С оскорблённых муз
Сними презренья к счастью груз.
Много ферм я обошёл
И немало горских сёл.
К колокольням всюду льнёт,
Уловив тепло, народ,
Мягок, пусть и груб, и рьян,
С детским сердцем великан.
Труд, страда – иного нет,
Плуг, повозка – амулет;
Мёд добыть юнцы смогли
Из мороженой земли;
Топь в клевере, ему дано
Зыбь песка согнать в зерно;
Мычит волка́м и лисам скот,
Ждёт тво́рог, сливки хлад болот,
Шерсть – на матрацы и в чулан,
Сироп кленовый – прямо в чан.
Дичь в небе не ушла пока
От их винтовки106 и силка;
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No fish, in river or in lake,
But their long hands it thence will take;
Whilst the country’s flinty face,
Like wax, their fashioning skill betrays,
To fill the hollows, sink the hills,
Bridge gulfs, drain swamps, build dams and mills,
And fit the bleak and howling waste
For homes of virtue, sense and taste.
The World-soul knows his own affair,
Forelooking, when he would prepare
For the next ages, men of mould
Well embodied, well ensouled,
He cools the present’s fiery glow,
Sets the life-pulse strong but slow:
Bitter winds and fasts austere
His quarantines and grottoes, where
He slowly cures decrepit flesh,
And brings it infantile and fresh.
Toil and tempest are the toys
And games to breathe his stalwart boys:
They bide their time, and well can prove,
If need were, their line from Jove;
Of the same stuff, and so allayed,
As that whereof the sun is made,
And of the fibre, quick and strong,
Whose throbs are love, whose thrills are song.
Now in sordid weeds they sleep,
In dulness now their secret keep;
Yet, will you learn our ancient speech,
These the masters who can teach.
Fourscore or a hundred words
All their vocal muse affords;
But they turn them in a fashion
Past clerks’ or statesmen’s art or passion.
I can spare the college bell,
And the learned lecture, well;
Spare the clergy and libraries,
Institutes and dictionaries, 
