«That, is that a meadow? A cloud? Water / bewitched by the yellow moon? / Silvery glass above me, in front of me, / in the silvery distance, behind me...... No regret...... No desire...... / may the witch's mask gleam / and her story roll like a ball / to that silvery distance, across th...»
«A black day! Like a beggar after bread / I ask for death, death, / I beg of heaven, of doctors, / of friends, enemies, even of cеnsors, / I call to the Russian people: / if you can, come get me out of this! / Dip me in the water of life / or let me drink deep of the water of death.»
«I dreamed this dream and I still dream of it / and I will dream of it sometime again. / Everything repeats itself and everything will be reincarnated, / and my dreams will be your dreams. There, to one side of us, to one side of the world / wave after wave breaks on the shore: / there's a...»
«I The graveyard, wasteland, then the shore, / Where the river shines cool and blue. / You told me: “Get thee to a nunnery or / Find a fool to marry you…” / That’s the sort of thing princes say, I know, / But I’ll never forget this one, – / Like an ermine mantle let your word...»