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Master Senior Member
since 1999-08-18
Posts 1867Boston, MA 
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*This is a poem by A. Pushkin that I've translated from Russian. Alas! How come she’s glimmering With temporary, charming vibe? It’s evident that she’s withering While youth is blossoming with life... Soon she will fade! Life of delight Not very long she has to treasure; And not for long will she provide Her happy family with pleasure. Her mellow wit will not abide To energize our conversations And with her soul, she won’t subside The sufferer’s lamentations. I hurry, still distraught in thought, Concealing all of my dejection, To catch her every cheerful word And to delight in her perfection. I watch her move, with admiration, Percieve each sound from her soul From every moment’s separation My tender heart becomes appalled. "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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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
Achingly beautiful...I am now officially a faithful reader of your...how do ya do it? Thank you so much for sharing this... |
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Poet deVine
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-26
Posts 22612Hurricane Alley |
This is lovely...a bit sad but lovely!  |
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Master Senior Member
since 1999-08-18
Posts 1867Boston, MA |
Serenity, Thank you for a beautiful compliment... I don't deserve your praise... Poet DeVine, thank you for responding I'm glad that you liked it! |
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Denise
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since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
This is so very lovely, Master! Another well done! Denise |
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Master Senior Member
since 1999-08-18
Posts 1867Boston, MA |
Thank you Denise! And congradulations again on breaking 10,000! |
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