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English Poems - متون ادبی و اشعار انگلیسی

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#721 Posted: 4 Aug 2011 07:12

"I'll Die at Dawn or Daybreak…"

I’ll die at dawn or daybreak! But at which of these lines,
Which I’ll die with – no decision by orders’ receiving!
Oh, if my torch would be blessed to extinguish two times –
So as to die with the light of the morning and evening!

The heaven’s daughter has passed with her gait of a dance!
Full is her apron of roses! And harmed is no sole!
I’ll die at dawn or daybreak! Our Great Father won’t cast
The hawk-like night on my swan-like and suffering soul!

Having pushed off the un-kissed cross in some gentle style,
Into kind heights I will dart for the last greetings’ profit:
The sky light’s slot – and the slot of the answering smile …
- E’en in my death I will stay as was always – a poet!

hi dr!

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#722 Posted: 4 Aug 2011 07:13

"I Know the Only Truth…"

1915

I know the only truth! The others – cast aside!
There’s no need for the men of Earth to fight with others!
Look, there’s the evening soon and soon it’ll be the night.
What you about, colonels, poets, lovers?

Now wind is near the soil and dew lay on the grass,
The starry blizzard soon will freeze into the heaven,
And soon under the earth will sleep each one of us –
By whom a sleep on it to others hadn’t been given.

hi dr!

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#723 Posted: 4 Aug 2011 07:14

Love

A fire, a sword, doing you awful harm?
No! These words are too loud and shabby!
A pain, well-known like to eyes – a palm,
Like to lips – a name of a dear baby.

hi dr!

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#724 Posted: 4 Aug 2011 07:14

"Oh, Table, on Which I Write…"

Oh, table, on which I write!
I thank you with all my heart:
You’ve given a trunk to me –
With goal a table to be –

But keep being the living trunk! –
With – over my head – your leaf, young,
With fresh bark and hot pitch’s tears,
With roots – till the bottom of Earth!

hi dr!

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#725 Posted: 4 Aug 2011 07:14

"O, Tears That in Eyes Freeze…"

O, tears that in eyes freeze!
The cry of love and pain!
My Chekhia’s in tears!
In blood is all my Spain!

O, mountain of black,
You shaded all the world!
It’s time to return back
My ticket to the God.

Yes, I refuse to be
In Bedlam of non-men.
Yes, I refuse to see
How wolves of squares do slain.

Yes, I refuse to wail
With field sharks of all ranks.
Yes, I refuse to sail
Down the stream of backs.

My ears I need more not,
My eyes I needn’t to use,
To all your crazy world
One answer – ‘I refuse.’

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#726 Posted: 4 Aug 2011 07:15

"The Poems Mine, Created Early…"

The poems mine, created early, so
That I hadn't known, I'm a poet, yet
And dropped, as drops from fountains' flows,
As sparkles from jets,

As little imps, that suddenly braked through in
The dreamy sanctuary, where an incest roams,
The poems mine, about youth and ruin,
Unread my poems!

Dispersed in shops and set in dusty foams,
Despised by readers, silent and forlorn,
As costly wines, my deeply buried poems
Will have their turn.

hi dr!

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#727 Posted: 4 Aug 2011 07:16

The Seafarer

Rock me down, o starry skiff!
My head tired from waves, so stiff!

Very long I look for abode, –
My head tired from passions, hot:

Laurels – hymns – hydras – heroes, brazed, –
My head tired from senseless plays!

Lay me down mid leaves and grass, –
My head tired from ceaseless wars.

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#728 Posted: 4 Aug 2011 07:17

"The Shrine That was High..."

The shrine that was high and severe
You left for the squares of the hordes...
Freedom -- the Fairy so dear
To French and to Russian landlords!

The awful choir-practice is ending --
The Liturgy follows next:
Freedom -- a prostitute landing
On soldier's lascivious breast!

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#729 Posted: 4 Aug 2011 07:17

"There is Some Hour…"

There is some hour – like a cast off load –
When our proud had been fully tamed.
The learning hour – on each life-long road –
Is predestined and great.

The time, in which – our arms just had been thrown
Down to the feet of shown by His hand –
The solder’s purple to the gray-fur gown
We’re changing on the seashore sand.

O, this great hour – like some loud trumpet,
Rising us up from free-will of a date!
O, this great hour, when like some ear, ripened,
We’re low-bending to our weight.

The ear has risen, and the hour – been crowned,
And now the ear is thirsty for the mill.
O, Law! O, Law! Yet in a womb of ground
My yoke by my own will.

The learning hour! But we see and know
Another light, - another bright sunrise.
Be ever blessed, now rising him below,
High time when lone will be each of us!

hi dr!

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#730 Posted: 4 Aug 2011 07:18

"Two Suns are Cooling..."

Two suns are cooling - O save me, God!
The first - in heavens, the second - in heart.
Will I have an excuse for that? -
Both suns made me fully mad!
No pain from the beams - they're lost!
Hotter sun will be frozen first.

hi dr!

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