Bound for your distant home"
Bound for your distant home
you were leaving alien lands.
In an hour as sad as I’ve known
I wept over your hands.
My hands were numb and cold,
still trying to restrain
you, whom my hurt told
never to end this pain.
But you snatched your lips away
from our bitterest kiss.
You invoked another place
than the dismal exile of this.
You said, ‘When we meet again,
in the shadow of olive-trees,
we shall kiss, in a love without pain,
under cloudless infinities.’
But there, alas, where the sky
shines with blue radiance,
where olive-tree shadows lie
on the waters glittering dance,
your beauty, your suffering,
are lost in eternity.
But the sweet kiss of our meeting ......
I wait for it: you owe it me .......
A deception that elevates us is dearer than a host of low truths.
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Moral maxims are surprisingly useful on occasions when we can invent little else to justify our actions.
Alexander PushkinПора, мой друг, пора! покоя сердце просит —
Летят за днями дни, и каждый час уносит
Частичку бытия, а мы с тобой вдвоем
Предполагаем жить... И глядь — как раз —умрем.
На свете счастья нет, но есть покой и воля.
Давно завидная мечтается мне доля —
Давно, усталый раб, замыслил я побег
В обитель дальную трудов и чистых нег.
If you but knew the flames that burn in me which I attempt to beat down with my reason.
Alexander Pushkinوسيكرمنى الشعب مع ذلك طويلا
لأن قيثارتى مضبوطة على حب المودة
وفى عصر قاس،غنيت بالحرية
وتسولت الرحمة من العدالة فى عماها..
هكذا، بلا مبالاة بالمديح أو الملام
لا يعنينى، يا ربة الشعر، سوى الصوت الإلهى
بلا خوف من الأذى ،بلا سعى إلى الشهرة،
ولا نثر الدر على الخنازير..
Thus people--so it seems to me--
Become good friends from sheer ennui.
But even friendship like our heroes'
Exist no more; for we've outgrown
All sentiments and deem men zeroes--
Except of course ourselves alone.
We all take on Napoleon's features,
And millions of our fellow creatures
Are nothing more to us than tools...
Since feelings are for freaks and fools.
Eugene, of course, had keen perceptions
And on the whole despised mankind,
Yet wasn't, like so many, blind;
And since each rule permits exceptions,
He did respect a noble few,
And, cold himself, gave warmth its due.
Want of courage is the last thing to be pardoned by young men, who usually look upon bravery as the chief of all human virtues, and the excuse for every possible fault.
Alexander PushkinLjubav je kapljica nebeske rose koju nebesa kanuše u kaljužu života da mu zaslade gorkost.
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