английская поэзия, каммингс и хант

dolce_vita процитировала прелестных стих e.e.cummings'а, который сразу напомнил мне - наверное ритмом, уж вряд ли содержанием - любимый за его задор и оптимизм стих Leigh Hunt'а. Вот пусть они оба рядом постоят.

e e cummings annie died the other day annie died the other day never was there such a lay-- whom,among her dollies,dad first("don't tell your mother")had; making annie slightly mad but very wonderful in bed --saints and satyrs,go your way youths and maidens:let us pray

Leigh Hunt. Jenny kissed me Jenny kissed me when we met, Jumping from the chair she sat in. Time, you thief, who love to get Sweets into your list, put that in! Say I'm weary, say I'm sad Say that health and wealth have missed me, Say I'm growing old, but add Jenny kissed me.