Стертые распухшие ступни ныли. Как всегда последние метры казались непомерной дистанцией. Лифт не работал. Он отдыхал на каждом лестничном пролете, привычно злясь на себя за то, что опять нарушил собственное обещание – пошел бродить по ночному гор...
Timur,
I hear, took the trouble to conquer the earth
I don't understand him
With a bit of hard liquor you can forget the earth
God made the wicked
For a mystery and a sign,
That men might shun the awful
And go to inns to dine;
There were only a few of them In all the
Each one thought he was
They sang, they were
To
If wild my breast and sore my pride, I bask in dreams of suicide;
If cool my heart and high my head, I think, "How lucky are the dead
"
Luxurious Man, to bring his Vice in use,
Did after him the World seduce:
And from the Fields the Flow'rs and Plants allure,
Where Nature was most plain and pure
Under his helmet, up against his pack,
After so many days of work and waking,
Sleep took him by the brow and laid him back
There, in the happy no-time of his sleeping,
Between me and the sunset, like a dome Against the glory of a world on fire, Now burned a sudden hill, Bleak, round, and high, by flame-lit height made higher, With nothing on it for the flame to
Save one who moved and was alone up there To l...
First
When this yokel comes maundering,
Whetting his hacker,
I shall run before him,