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tribes of the wandering foot and weary breast
how shall ye flee away and be at rest
the wild-dove hath her nest the fox his cave | img2poems |
a soldier's grave for thee the best
then look around and choose thy ground
and take thy rest | img2poems |
farewell to others bur never we part
bright is the diadem boundless the sway
or kingly the death that awaits us to-day | img2poems |
oh thine be the gladness and mine be the guilt
forgive me adored one
but the heart which is thine shall expire undebased | img2poems |
ii
not in his youth alone but in age may the heart of the poet
bloom into song as the gorse blossoms in autumn and spring | img2poems |
iv
let us be grateful to writers for what is left in the inkstand
when to leave off is an art only attained by the few | img2poems |
vii
like a french poem is life being only perfect in structure
when with the masculine rhymes mingled the feminine are | img2poems |
ix
as the ink from our pen so flow our thoughts and our feelings
when we begin to write however sluggish before | img2poems |
x
like the kingdom of heaven the fountain of youth is within us
if we seek it elsewhere old shall we grow in the search | img2poems |
xi
if you would hit the mark you must aim a little above it
every arrow that flies feels the attraction of earth | img2poems |
xii
wisely the hebrews admit no present tense in their language
while we are speaking the word it is is already the past | img2poems |
xiii
in the twilight of age all things seem strange and phantasmal
as between daylight and dark ghost-like the landscape appears | img2poems |
xiv
great is the art of beginning but greater the art is of ending
many a poem is marred by a superfluous verse | img2poems |
glimmer as funeral lamps
amid the chills and darn ps
of the vast plain where death encamps | img2poems |
o thou child of many prayers
life hath quickeands life hath snares
care and age come unawares | img2poems |
fairer seems the ancient city and the sunshine seems more fair
that he once has trod its pavement that he once has breathed its
air | img2poems |
not thy councils not thy kaisers win for thee the world's
regard
but thy painter albrecht durer and hans sachs thy cobbler-bard | img2poems |
thrust no future howe'er pleasant
let the dead past bury its dead
heart within and god o'erhead | img2poems |
rose a nurse of ninety years
set his child upon her knee
like summer tempest came her tears | img2poems |
behold we know not anything
i can but trust that good shall fall
and every winter change to spring | img2poems |
i hold it true whate'er befall
i feel it when i sorrow most
than never to have loved at all | img2poems |
and while he whistled long and loud
he heard a fierce mermaiden cry
i see the place where thou wilt lie | img2poems |
my sisters crying :stay for shame
my father raves of death and wreck
they are all to blame they are all to blame | img2poems |
peace singing under her olive and slurring the days gone by
when the poor are hovell'd and hustled together each sex like swine
when only the ledger lives and when only not all men lie | img2poems |
she was o'er us like a star o'er an ocean
seeking the last decuman wave with beams
you gave her name of woe and commotion | img2poems |
but what of names
we are together always
all on your knees | img2poems |
there speaks a neighbor through the fences light
with a sweet girl and only bees can hear
the gentlest talking of this kind | img2poems |
and honor rites of our meetings sad
when our speech just as a bud to blossom
is cut by wind the cold and mad | img2poems |
ii
magdalena struggled cried and moaned
piter sank into the stone trance | img2poems |
which had been lighted so early
the snow flakes in their by-falls
shine brighter and more festive-fairly | img2poems |
hail
hail to thee o immovable pain
the young grey-eyed king had been yesterday slain | img2poems |
i don't like flowers - they do remind me often
of funerals of weddings and of balls
their presence on tables for a dinner calls | img2poems |
now you're here but afar in the morn
why of this only one of all pages
had i once bent a corner for long | img2poems |
every time this book opens mere
in the same place and it's very strange
as if years had not passed from that edge | img2poems |
i now stride where none need any more
where just a shadow is the best of mates
from the wild garden waves a wind remote | img2poems |
that is why my dreams as i have found
suddenly would spread such extent out
and lead me after the morning star | img2poems |
i'll come once more
let fences blossom
and pools be clear ones and full | img2poems |
why are you so pale and upset
that's because i today made him crazy
with the sour wine of regret | img2poems |
can't forget
he got out astound
with his mouth distorted by pain | img2poems |
my lips are opened a bit
and breath is fast as if in fever
the date that didn't happen ever | img2poems |
in cloudy darkness the bored crescent-sable
had sent to our room its grim shine
six sets are installed on the white of the table | img2poems |
but still not a single bard said the word
there is no wisdom and no the old
and death is a tale just twice told | img2poems |
and deathly wind cools hearts our own
but peter's-city to all us
will be the sanctified tombstone | img2poems |
don't forget
like a wife of the rebel of old
on the red square i'll wail without end | img2poems |
i was ne'er able to endure such pain
let all that was be with a black cloth muffled
and let the lanterns be got out | img2poems |
and looks strait into my red eyes
and threads with death that's coming fast
the immense blazing star | img2poems |
crucifixion
don't weep for me mother
seeing me in a grave | img2poems |
i wish all of them with their names to be called
but how can i do that
i have not the roll | img2poems |
they took him up and they laid him down
and they had him into the nearest town
to wait the coroner | img2poems |
then spake a morris from oxenford
how shall we judge the ways of the lord
that are but steel and fire | img2poems |
there's silent night
a sleeping child is growing
the veil of sadness o'er the world is soaring | img2poems |
i do like this star in heights
such a light to us has brought
is a single drop inside | img2poems |
i do like this star so bright
i can grasp the endlessness
to the earth and to the skies | img2poems |
where statues remember me youthful and blessed
in silence so fragrant amidst limes of kings
i hear: the ship's masts are squeaking in swings | img2poems |
leads me into your quiet gardens' shades
where i afraid of every turn and bough
in full forgetfulness seek for my former trace | img2poems |
oh should i come under an arch enlivened
by your great hand into the holly heaven
to cool at last my so shameful heat | img2poems |
there i'll be blessed - forever and entire
and closing my eye-leads blazed by fire
again obtain my tears' former gift | img2poems |
muse
do you see how happy are they
widows women and maidens | img2poems |
most of all treasures i them both prize
i am to stand by them until my end
just by my priceless dear motherland | img2poems |
wife will betray you leave once faithful friend
but you learn to enjoy the bliss another
look in a mirror of the polar land | img2poems |
and only by caesar's gates high on the vault
the baby versed into mysteries mourned
because none of them will be ever returned | img2poems |
only here to breath by these graves and these stones
where composed i once those beautiful songs
of the meeting that's waiting for us | img2poems |
where at first into my waxen-colorless face
you had breathed with fresh air of the distant life's grace
pushing through as the graveyard's green grass | img2poems |
over our cursed heads and we
are flying o'er the abyss awful
through space where none can something see | img2poems |
i wait for you
the years in silence pass
and as the image one i wait for you again | img2poems |
the distance is such bright
and azure is so fine
but i'm afraid that you will change your image yet | img2poems |
there behind your shoulders so quiet
the wings' tremble i feel
pierces me with his look of a fire | img2poems |
and endless battle
we only dream of peace
through blood and dust | img2poems |
in long looks gladness will be here
and quietly our years will pass
in moats will be water clear | img2poems |
i'm ready for this meet belated
i'll stretch my arms to you and sing
for you the bearing from battle | img2poems |
there's a morn demon
he's of gauze and light
like skies is blue his tunic's airy flood | img2poems |
he who left for a cave and a lantern
or for river's back-water forlorn
will be met by the eyes of a painter | img2poems |
and if the stars are void of midday words
i shall myself create them for the worlds
and warmly charm them by the songs of battles | img2poems |
i am a brother to the gulfs and storms
but i will plait into my uniforms
a lily the blue star of flourishing valleys | img2poems |
that from a star took his name by a chance
when he had said don't fear the lord to us
just try the fruit and be like him immortal | img2poems |
but she is too upset and saddened
and under her skin of a satin
the poisoned blood is now moved | img2poems |
for all this now came repudiation
blind men will smash the gentle deceptive temple
and thoughts will come into my habitation | img2poems |
my dear friend and i have tried to find
my paradise in serfdom of a soul
without hopes or memories or goals | img2poems |
may be in my previous a-being
i've cut the throats of my mom and dad
i have been doomed to suffering like that | img2poems |
the moment fled and next one now hovers
and we wring hands but yet once more miss
we are condemned to miss and miss it over | img2poems |
what they're about a don't know yet
but full of pine in the harmonic set
like easy tears they pour around | img2poems |
their love was so gentle so long and surprising
with pining so deep and zeal like a crazy uprising
but much like foes they shunned their meetings confessions | img2poems |
they left each other in suffering wordless and proud
and only in dreams saw the image beloved farther
death had come and commenced their date in the world that is out | img2poems |
if you are here i want to hear
but mute you look at me severe
and i am silent on my way | img2poems |
what can i do
i haven't a blessing
to please you with my simple tongue | img2poems |
this time about my dear friend
i am beginning my narration
my story will be very sad | img2poems |
such we'll start life at last repose
with hand-in-hand such we'll come both
and our grandsons will bury us | img2poems |
but what is this
he stopped frustrated
went back returned a little later | img2poems |
count khvostov a pet of zeus
now is singing his songs deathless
to the neva shores' former plight | img2poems |
chapter one
he's in a hurry to exist and feel
prince vyazemsky | img2poems |
what do you want else
they agreed
the youth is smart and very sweet | img2poems |
but stories calling for a-giggling
from romulus till present days
his mind held in firsthand a place | img2poems |
how swift his glance could be and gentle
brazen and shy and by a chance
shined with a controlled tear at once | img2poems |
is it not former life of pleasure
when in sweet laziness and shade
my happiest days were slowly led | img2poems |
and then a guitar is in favor
dunya will cry
come into my abode of gold | img2poems |
chapter three
elle etait fille elle etait amoureuse
malfitatre | img2poems |
lord byron with his whim successful
dressed into grim romanticism
even the helpless egoism | img2poems |
i wept then sorely for fear
braiding my hair they wept much
and singing led me to a church | img2poems |
i feel that it will not be easy
because the gentle parnee's times
aren't entertaining more to us | img2poems |
days flow after days each hour departs
a bit of life and both you and i
plan a long life but could abruptly die | img2poems |
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