«Amidst the noisy ball, in Hell / Of everyday distress, / I’ve seen you, but the secret’s veil / Was covering your face. Your fair eyes were sad and bright, / And voice was so sweet, / As sound of a pipe apart / Or murmur of the sea. I’ve liked your fine and slender waist, / And...»
«In desert, withered and burned, / On ground that is dry and sultry, / Anchar, alone in the world, / Stands like an awful, silent sentry. The nature of the thirsty land, / Has borne him on the day of terror, / And flesh of roots and boughs, dead, / Was filled with venom blood forever. T...»
«By gates of Eden, Angel, gentle, / Shone with his softly drooped head, / And Demon, gloomy and resentful / Over the hellish crevasse flapped. The spirit of qualm and negation / Looked at another one — of good, / And fire of the forced elation / First time he vaguely understood. “Iâ...»
«The lazy artist-boor is blacking / The genius's picture with his stuff, / Without any sense a-making / His low drawing above. But alien paints, in stride of years, / Are falling down as a dust, / The genius's masterpiece appears / With former brilliance to us. Like this, the darkly app...»