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My friend, forgotten are...

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Master
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0 posted 05-05-2000 09:46 PM       View Profile for Master   Email Master   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to Submit your Poem to Passions   Click to visit Master's Home Page   View IP for Master

*Another one of my translations, again it's A. Pushkin. (I hope you're not too tired)

My friend, forgotten are the fleeting eraís prints
Forgotten is my youthís uprising flow
Donít question me on what Iím lacking since,
On what I felt in the times of joy and woe,
On what I loved, on how I was forlorn
Iíve yet to taste true joy, -- that is inborn;
But you are innocent! conceived for only bliss
Believe in it and seize each momentís portion
Your soul was made for friendship and devotion,
A passionate and loving kiss.
Your soul is pure and unexposed to sadness
Your conscience is as bright as any day
Why then perceive the lunacy and madness
Of the uninteresting hearsay?
It would replace your peace with aggravation
Youíll tremble with your heart and cry in bed
Your soul would lose its trust in agitation
And you, perhaps... my love may grow to dread
Who knows? perhaps forever... No, my dear
I fear to cast the only joy away
Donít ask for dangerous confessions here
Today I love, Iím happy for today



†"I will not whole die, my soul in sacred lyre,
will outlive my dust and will escape decay,
And in the moonlit sphere, my glory will not tire
As long as poets still remain" A. Pushkin




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Janet Marie
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1 posted 05-06-2000 01:03 AM       View Profile for Janet Marie   Email Janet Marie   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Janet Marie

WOW...this is simply exquisite...
so very beautiful...each line is more so than the next...its gorgeous.

"íve yet to taste true joy, -- that is inborn;
But you are innocent! conceived for only bliss
Believe in it and seize each momentís portion
Your soul was made for friendship and devotion,
A passionate and loving kiss.
Your soul is pure and unexposed to sadness
Your conscience is as bright as any day"

perfection here.
take care, jm

Master
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2 posted 05-06-2000 06:21 AM       View Profile for Master   Email Master   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Master's Home Page   View IP for Master

Thank you Janet, I'm glad you liked it!
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Well done, again, Master!  

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Thank you for resurrecting this one Denise!
 
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