E. BUT. Baratınskomw


So instant creation
poetic dream
Disappear from the breath
extraneous fuss.
Baratinsky

You, poet, the evening stillness
My dreams, excitement and leisure.
near Muse, flighty girlfriend,
long feast, it is seen, to me.

The time will come - it will leave me,
The hour alarm bustle,
And whim easy wistful dreams
In my chest wither and fall asleep.

16 December 1900

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