Nikolay Zabolotsky

All That Was in the Soul, by James Schevill
All of the shapes of the soul seemed somehow lost. / Sad and bored, I lay in the grass. Above me tossed / The beautiful flesh of a flower I could ...
All that was in the soul..., by Daniel Weissbort
All that was in the soul, all was lost again; / I lay down in the grass, sad and bored, / And a flower lifted its lovely form above me, / A gras...

«George. 1. Eyelashes, eyelashes...»
Marina Tsvetaeva

«Eyelashes, eyelashes / Bowing down. / With the shame of eyelashes / Eclipsed — suns in the arrows' crown! / How clear and how loud! / And his cloak was red / And white was his stallion. Embarrassed is the rider, / Proud is the stallion. / On the dead serpent / The whitest stalli...»
«George. 2. O heaviness of success!..»
Marina Tsvetaeva

«O heaviness of success! / Slight of victory! / George, you cry, / Like a beautiful lady / You pale at the deed / Of your two / Suddenly alien to you / Hands. Horse is squeamish of the serpent, / You are squeamish of the voice / Of victory. Like heavy oil / The blood pours. / T...»
«George. 3. Celestial glow...»
Marina Tsvetaeva

«Celestial glow / And blue versts! / Glory George / The Victorious! Pearly branches / Of midnight, proclaim / The clean youth / The marvelous man: His fiery mantle, / His spear's song / Glory the blood-boiling / Stallion. = = = O great masts / And each proud village! / Glor...»
«George. 4. The feathers from the clouds nodding away...»
Marina Tsvetaeva

«The feathers from the clouds nodding away... / How your arrogance to convey, / George! Creature of powers of heaven! How to convey enslaved fervor of a pupil, / And of a sober blown-up nostril, / At the full trot the curbed confusion. Before the beauty most filled with delight / How to c...»

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