Posted by: W. E. Poplaski | October 26, 2008

POEM OF THE DAY: A Magic Moment I Remember

by Alexander Sergeyevich Pushkin (1799 – 1837).

 A Magic Moment I Remember

A magic moment I remember:

I raised my eyes and you were there,

A fleeting vision, the quintessence

Of all that’s beautiful and rare.

 

I pray to mute despair and anguish,                           5

To vain pursuits the world esteems,

Long did I near your soothing accents,

Long did your features haunt my dreams.

 

Time passed. A rebel storm-blast scattered

The reveries that once were mine                            10

And I forgot your soothing accents,

Your features gracefully divine.

 

In dark days of enforced retirement

I gazed upon gray skies above

With no ideals to inspire me,                                      15

No one to cry for, live for, love.

 

Then came a moment of renaissance,

I looked up – you again are there,

A fleeting vision, the quintessence

Of all that’s beautiful and rare.                                  20

 

 

Notes:

http://kirjasto.sci.fi/puskin.htm

http://cr.middlebury.edu/public/russian/Bulgakov/public_html/ASPushkin.html


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