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1. Poem of Old Rhythms

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Часть текста: Poem of Old Rhythms Poem of Old Rhythms O you the ancient rhymes and rhythms, Seized on by many poets, The banal, cheap, and puny ones, Cliches overcooked and boiled! You sound with the guitar strings, With rhythms and rhyme impoverished, Than all new things more beautiful To my simplistic soul! You were under Derzhavin, You were under Nekrasov You were under Nikitin, And under Tolstoy too! Oh you - just like an avalanche! And though you were discarded, And though new ones are written - You burst into my book! I greet you, my dear loyal ones, The fully tried and tested ones, The musical and flowerful And most beloved by me! Exemplary companions You dear ones, you tender ones, The happy and the sorrowful The nightingale-like rhythms!

2. Poem of Feeling of Spring

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Часть текста: Poem of Feeling of Spring Poem of Feeling of Spring You are ready from gloom to suicide, Hang yourself, or shoot in the mouth. Wait a while - and the spring will come to your side After just three more snowy months. Nightingales of the cherry will whistle, Full of nightingales cherry will stand. May go past you the shot from the pistol And the rope fall apart in your hands. With the fishing rods made of redwood People will catch the fish on the hook, And the swan with white breast and white feathers Will swim lightly upon the lake. Mounds will breathe with dampness and drown, Will send redolence and be green, And your neck, as it gives a way down, Will become pouring with rain. And the bushes under flooding river Into lilac and cherry will bloom. Noisy, singing, the spring will deliver All your girlfriends and also - you. And will love, and will bloom, and will spring again All that dimmed in the winter from gloom. All the dry will be cut by axe-wielding hand And the juicy will bravely bloom. Do not kill yourself, do hang your head, Rather let your fantasy play. We will live through these months however we can, And soon afterwards - there is May!

3. They all speak about the same thing

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Часть текста: They all speak about the same thing They all speak about the same thing Nightingales of monastery garden, Like all nightingales flying above, Say that there is but one joy in living, And that this joy comes in form of love. And the monastery meadows flowers With the tenderness just flowers possess, Say theres but one merit: Lovers Touch their lips together and caress. And, filled to the brim with blueness endless, Lakes among the monastery wood, Say: Theres no more azure glance Than in those who love and who are loved.

4. Envy Not Your Friend

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Часть текста: Envy Not Your Friend Envy Not Your Friend Envy not your friend if hes more handsome, More intelligent or wealthier than you. Let his merits and let his successes Not tear up the laces on your shoe. Move along your way without a care, Smile still broader out of his success! Maybe hell face darkness and despair And your porch will be adorned with bliss! Laugh with him, and cry with his distresses: Feel him with your heart, and for all time! Do not block your friend from his successes: Its a sin to do so! Truly, its a crime!