«6 All magnificence of / Pipes — is but murmur of / Grass — before you. All magnificence of / Storms — is but chatter of / Birds — before you. All magnificence of / Wings — is but patter of / Eyelids — before you.»
«7 On the hills — round and tan, / Under the ray — dusty and strong, / With a boot — meek and mild — / After the cloak - reddened and torn. On the sands — greedy and rusty, / Under ray — burning and drinking, / With a boot — meek and mild — / After the cloak — wi...»
«1 His dove to be, like an eagle! / More than a mother to be, Marina! / A messenger — a guard — a courier — A flag-bearer — flatterer of the court! / With a seraph and dog to guard / A sleep restless and full of fear. Taking a pack of sallow cards for a game, / Legs in stirrup!...»
«2 Three usurpers' wife, / Daughter of arrogant Mnishka, / You did not birth a son / To your proud one. In bare-headed sleep / In resounding window flight / You did not wave your hand / To your proud one. On the square full of fate / From spits and smacks on ear / You did not cover...»