8.02.2010






















"The trouble with our times is that the future is not what it used to be. "
Paul Valery





"Pathways"

Understand, I'll slip quietly
away from the noisy crowd
when I see the pale
stars rising, blooming, over the oaks.

I'll pursue solitary pathways
through the pale twilit meadows,
with only this one dream:
You come too.

Rainer Maria Rilke





"Longing"

Come to me in my dreams, and then
By day I shall be well again.
For then the night will more than pay
The hopeless longing of the day.

Come, as thou cam'st a thousand times,
A messenger from radiant climes,
And smile on thy new world, and be
As kind to others as to me.

Or, as thou never cam'st in sooth,
Come now, and let me dream it truth.
And part my hair, and kiss my brow,
And say - My love! why sufferest thou?

Come to me in my dreams, and then
By day I shall be well again.
For then the night will more than pay
The hopeless longing of the day.

Matthew Arnold





"Not with the Proud Kind Of Beauty"

Not with the proud kind of beauty
She charms the animated youth,
And she doesn't drag behind her booty -
The crowd of her slaves, confused.

Her waist isn't one of any goddess,
Her breast does not rise like sea waves,
And nobody calls her gorgeous,
While falling on his knees on earth.

But every movement, every action,
Her features, speeches, smiles -- all these
So full of life and inspiration,
So full of otherworldly ease.

Her voice pervades the whole soul,
Like memory of happy days,
And heart is sunk in love and dole,
While being shameful of its zest.

Mikhail Lermontov




«It takes a lot of nerve to destroy this wondrous earth...»

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