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Deutsch and Yarmolinsky, comps.  Modern Russian Poetry.  1921.
A Russian Song
By Igor Severyanin (Pseud. of Igor Lotarev)
LACE and roses in the forest morning shine,
Shrewdly the small spider climbs his cobweb line.
Dews are diamonding and blooming faery-bright.
What a golden air! What beauty! Oh, what light!
It is good to wander through the dawn-shot rye,        5
Good to see a bird, a toad, a dragon-fly;
Hear the sleepy crowing of the noisy cock,
And to laugh at echo, and to hear her mock.
Ah, I love in vain my morning voice to hurl,
Ah, off in the birches, but to glimpse a girl,        10
Glimpse, and leaning on the tangled fence, to chase
Dawn’s unwilling shadows from her morning face.
Ah, to wake her from her half-surrendered sleep,
Tell her of my new-sprung dreams, that lift and leap,
Hug her trembling breasts that press against my heart,        15
Stir the morning in her, hear its pulses start.

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