Стихи и рассказы из категории muse

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Упрямых скул поворот,
Прикосновенье рук
Стены звенят тишиной,
Тугой, как натянутый лук
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Señora, it is true the Greeks are dead
It is true also that we here are Americans:
That we use the machines: that a sight of the god is unusual:
That more people have more thoughts: that there are Progress and science and tractors a...
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In your hidden memories There are fatal tidings of doom… A curse on sacred traditions,
A desecration of happiness;
And a power so alluring That I am ready to repeat the rumour That you have brought angels down from heaven,
Enticing ...
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Enchantress, farewell, who so oft hast decoy'd me,
At the close of the evening through woodlands to roam,
Where the forester, 'lated, with wonder espied
Explore the wild scenes he was quitting for home
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In my youth's years, she loved me,
I am sure
The flute of seven pipes she gave in my
And harked to me with smile — without speed,
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Ma pauvre muse, hélas
qu'as-tu donc ce matin
Tes yeux creux sont peuplés de visions nocturnes,
Et je vois tour à tour réfléchis sur ton
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I glanced at her and took my glassesoff—they were still singing
They buzzedlike a locust on the coffee table and thenceased
Her voice belled forth, and thesunlight bent
I felt the ceiling arch, andknew that nails up there took a new...
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At whiles (yea oftentimes) I muse
The quality of anguish that is
Through Love: then pity makes my voice to
Saying, "Is any else thus, anywhere
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Если люди друг друга процеловали до дыр,
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