«(From "The Little Antic Poems") / / I think, the king was fierce, though young, / When he proclaimed, “You’ll level Thebes with ground.” / And the old chief perceived this city proud, / He’d seen in times that are in sagas sung. / Set all to fire! The king listed else / The to...»
«Along the hard crust of deep snows, / To the secret, white house of yours, / So gentle and quiet — we both / Are walking, in silence half-lost. / And sweeter than all songs, sung ever, / Are this dream, becoming the truth, / Entwined twigs’ a-nodding with favor, / The light ring of...»
«An as it's going often at love's breaking, / The ghost of first days came again to us, / The silver willow through window then stretched in, / The silver beauty of her gentle branches. / The bird began to sing the song of light and pleasure / To us, who fears to lift looks from the earth, ...»
«2 And just having searched in the past, you’ll unlock / The gloves so long as to elbow, / The Petersburg night, in the theatre’s box / That smell, suffocating and mellow, / And winds from the bay. And not far — what a shock! — / Between lines, void passionate clamor, / Will ...»