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Слушать(AI)The Emperors Dream
A crevice! shouts the Emperor in his sleep, and the canopy of ostrich plumes trembles.
The soldiers who pace the corridors with unsheathed swords believe the Emperor dreams about a siege.
Just now he saw a fissure in the wall and wants them to break into the fortress. In fact the Emperor is now a wood-louse who scurries across the floor, seeking remnants of food.
Suddenly he sees overhead an immense foot about to crush him.
The Emperor hunts for a crevice in which to squeeze.
The floor is smooth and slippery. Yes.
Nothing is more ordinary than the dreams of Emperors.
Zbigniew Herbert
Zbigniew Herbert (29 October 1924 – 28 July 1998) was a Polish poet, essayist, drama writer and moralist. He is one of the best known and the mo
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