(From "The Moon in Zenith")
A. K.
Of the pearl’s light and agate’s clouds
Of the such fairly smoked glass,
By slopes of so sudden mounds,
She sailed such solemnly in skies —
As if the Moon Sonata’s sounds
Had cut our roadway at once.
А. К (озловскому)
Из перламутра и агата,
Из задымленного стекла,
Так неожиданно покато
И так торжественно плыла,—
Как будто «Лунная соната»
Нам сразу путь пересекла.
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