In alien lands I keep the body
Of ancient native rites and things:
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A magic moment I remember:
I raised my eyes and you were there,
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I watch Inesilla
Thy window beneath,
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Sable clouds by tempest driven,
Snowflakes whirling in the gales,
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The days drag on, each moment multiplies Within my wounded heart the pain and sadness
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A lot of us were on the bark:
Some framed a sail for windy weather,
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What doesn't enter then my slumbering mind?
-Derzhavin
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A Drama in Verse
DRAMATIS PERSONAE
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Bound for your distant home
you were leaving alien lands.
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I LOVE YOU - I love you, e'en as I
Rage at myself for this obsession,
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--What’s new? “I tell you, nothing whatsoever.”
--Don’t fool with me: you’re hiding it, I know.
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Day's rain is done. The rainy mist of night
Spreads on the sky, leaden apparel wearing,
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In bygone days when life's array -
The sweet song of the nightingale
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Don’t ask me why, alone in dismal thought,
In times of mirth, I’m often filled with strife,
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I think that thou wert born for this—
To set the poet's vision burning,
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What's friendship? The hangover's faction,
The gratis talk of outrage,
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Stormy clouds delirious straying,
Showers of whirling snowflakes white,
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I loved thee; and perchance until this moment
Within my breast is smouldering still the fire!
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I loved you; even now I must confess,
Some embers of my love their fire retain;
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I’ve lived to see desire vanish,
With hope I’ve slowly come to part,
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I saw the Death, and she was seating
By quiet entrance at my own home,
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Before you, silently I sway.
I feel so anxious when you’re near me,
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What means my name to you?...T'will die
As does the melancholy murmur
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Gift haphazard, unavailing,
Life, why were thou given me?
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Oh, Morpheus, give me joy till morning
For my forever painful love:
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In my youth's years, she loved me, I am sure.
The flute of seven pipes she gave in my tenure
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My voice, to which love lends a tenderness and yearing, Disturbs night's dreamy calm ... Pale at my bedside burning,
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I can't sleep, and there's no light,
Mirk all round and restless slumber,
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I’m not that lover, filled with passion, -
That youth, who left the world amazed:
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One half Milord, one half in trade,
One half a sage, one half a dunce,
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