«Nel mezzo del cammin di nostra vita. I, I, I. What a ridiculous word! / Is that character there I? / Can mother really have loved such a person, / Yellow-grey, with greying hair, / And worldly-wise as a serpent? Can the boy who at Ostankino each summer / Used to dance at country balls be...»
«“Nel mezzo del cammin di nostra vita.” / ['Midway upon the journey of my life...' — Dante] I, I, I… What a barbarous word. / He is I? There must be some mistake! / Was it him that my mother adored — / This wild character, half-silver-haired, / Jaundice-faced and as wise as a s...»
«Búscame en el aire transparente de primavera. / Vago con alas etéreas, más ligero / que un sonido, que un soplo, que un rayo de sol en el suelo; / más ligero que el rayo — está ahí: yo me he ido. Pero somos amigos para siempre, ¡inseparables! / Escucha: estoy aquí. Tus manos pu...»
«When, pained with spiritual thirst, / I trudged across a gloomy desert, / I came upon a six-winged seraph / Who stood before me on my path. / With digits light as sleep he touched / My eye pupils, and those enlarged, / Like a she-eagle's in a fright, / Filling up with prophetic sight. ...»