One bearded sage concluded: there's no motion.
Without a word, another walked before him.
He couldn’t answer better; all adored him
And all agreed that he disproved that notion.
But one can see it all in a different light,
For me, another funny thought comes into play:
We watch the sun move all throughout the day
And yet the stubborn Galileo had it right.
Движенья нет, сказал мудрец брадатый.
Другой смолчал и стал пред ним ходить.
Сильнее бы не мог он возразить;
Хвалили все ответ замысловатый.
Но, господа, забавный случай сей
Другой пример на память мне приводит:
Ведь каждый день пред нами Солнце ходит,
Однако ж прав упрямый Галилей.
«Among the priests a young Levite / As morning sentinel for long remained / Judean night grew denser over him, / A ruined temple stood in bitter pain. He spoke: The yellow of the sky is menace / Run, Jews, over Euphrates it is night. / And old men thought: We should not take the blame here...»
«1 A river of golden honey from the bottle was pouring / So long and so thick that the hostess had time to speak: / "To this sad Taurides, where life does not get boring, / We jouneyed through fortune" — and looked over the neck. 2 There are Bacchus's services everywhere, as if in the whol...»
«The wooden organ did not roar this evening. / The cradle song of Schubert to us sang / The windmill blew and in the hurricane's singing / Laughing blue-eyed intoxication rang. The world of ancient song is green and brown, / The world of ancient song, young for all age, / Where nightingale...»
«Your fabulous enunciation — / Hot whistling of a bird of prey, / Create a true representation / Of silken eyelids, I dare say. "What" — and the head has fallen / "Why" — I am asking you / And far away the leaves are calling: / We live upon this planet too. So let them say that...»