In High Noon’s Heat (Mikhail Yuryevich Lermontov Poems)
In high noon's heat in a Caucasian valleyI lay quite still, a bullet in my breast;The smoke still rose from ...
In high noon's heat in a Caucasian valleyI lay quite still, a bullet in my breast;The smoke still rose from ...
WHAT sudden voice peals to the Caucasus,To Finland and the bitter Caspian,To those Siberian prisons whither manShall seek as to ...
If Prometheus, my charmer, complain'd Of the rigorous justice of Jove, And to Caucasus ever was chain'd,When he stole only fire from ...
A TALE OF THE TAURIDE.Mute sat Giray, with downcast eye, As though some spell in sorrow bound him,His slavish courtiers ...
Giving thee once a visit of respect, Because I some affaires could not ...
Ballad of the Caucasus.Aischa was mine,My tender cousin,My blond lover;And you knew our love,Uncle without bowels,Foul old man.For a few ...
Love Ballad of the Caucasus.Softly into the saddleOf my black horse with white feet;Your brothers are frowningAnd grasping swords in ...
The man of pure and blameless life Needs no stout armour in the strife, Nor poisoned arrow-head, nor knife Of ...
FLEETER than time, across the Continent,Through unsunned ocean depths, from beach to beach,Around the rolling globe Thought's couriers reach.The new-tuned ...
Used to come in the blue Of the glacier, at night, from Tamara. With his wingtips he drew Where the ...
I never dreamed we'd meet that day In our old haunts down Fricourt way, Plotting such marvellous journeys there For ...
Thousand minstrels woke within me, "Our music's in the hills; "- Gayest pictures rose to win me, Leopard-colored rills. Up!-If ...
This is a day of happiness, sweet peace, And heavenly sunshine; upon which conven'd In full assembly fair, once more ...
And the first grey of morning fill'd the east, And the fog rose out of the Oxus stream. But all ...
1 O TAKE my hand, Walt Whitman! Such gliding wonders! such sights and sounds! Such join'd unended links, each hook'd ...
1 SINGING my days, Singing the great achievements of the present, Singing the strong, light works of engineers, Our modern ...
MAKE war songs out of these; Make chants that repeat and weave. Make rhythms up to the ragtime chatter of ...
SCENE.--A Ravine of Icy Rocks in the Indian Caucasus. Prometheus is discovered bound to the Precipice. Panthea and Ione areseated ...
Earth, Ocean, Air, belovèd brotherhood! If our great Mother has imbued my soul With aught of natural piety to feel ...
THIS Mohammedan colonel from the Caucasus yells with his voice and wigwags with his arms. The interpreter translates, "I was ...
So spake the Son of God; and Satan stood A while as mute, confounded what to say, What to reply, ...
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