Нет ни в чем вам благодати;
С счастием у вас разлад:
И прекрасны вы некстати
И умны вы невпопад.

Александр Пушкин, 1826

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You're the kind that always loses,
Bliss and you are all at odds:
You're too sweet when chance refuses
And too clever when it nods.

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http://halonine.tripod.com/1824-26.htm

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You're in a break with bliss,          
You're deprived of divine grace:  
And your beauty is amiss,  
And your wit is out of place.   

VG, 24 декабря 2012