Cонет
LE REVENANTComme les anges a l'oeil fauveJe reviendrai dans ton alcoveEt vers toi glisserai sans bruitAvec les ombres de la nuitEt je te donnerai, ma bruneDes baisers froids comme la luneEt des caresses de serpentAutour d'une fosse rampantQuand viendra le matin livideTu trouveras ma place videOu jusqu'au soir il fera froidComme d'autres par la tendresseSur ta vie et sur ta jeunesseMoi, je veux regner par l'effroi!
SPIRITS OF THE DEAD
Thy soul shall find itself alone
Mid dark thoughts of the gray tomb-stone
Not one, of all the crowd, to pry
Into thine hour of secrecy
Be silent in that solitude
Which is not loneliness - for then
The spirits of the dead who stood
In life before thee are again
In death around thee - and their will
Shall overshadow thee: be still...
The night - tho'clear - shall frown -
And the stars shall look not down,
From their high thrones in the heaven,
With light like hope to mortals given -
But their red orbs, without beam,
To thy weariness shall seem
As a burning and a fever
Which would cling to thee for ever.
Now are thoughts thou shalt not banish -
Now are visions ne'er to vanish
From thy spirit shall they pass
No more - like dew-drop from the grass
The breeze - the breath of God - is still -
And the mist upon the hill
Shadowy - shadowy - yet unbroken,
Is a symbol and a token -
How it hangs upon the trees,
A mystery of mysteries!
Данный топик 3аведён для любителей романтизма средних веков. :)
... каковых, судя по всему, на форуме совсем мало. ;)
я бы сказал ваще нет... но вот тут я подумал... если с ежыком вы паженитесь, и увас родятся дети, то оне будут ТурбоЕжыки :)))
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ой и любишь ты повторяться....
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