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Deutsch and Yarmolinsky, comps.  Modern Russian Poetry.  1921.
By Alexander Blok (1880–1921)
TO sin, unshamed, to lose, unthinking,
The count of careless nights and days,
And then, while the head aches with drinking,
Steal to God’s house, with eyes that glaze;
Thrice to bow down to earth, and seven        5
Times cross oneself beside the door,
With the hot brow, in hope of heaven,
Touching the spittle-covered floor;
With a brass farthing’s gift dismissing
The offering, the holy Name        10
To mutter with loose lips, in kissing
The ancient, kiss-worn icon-frame;
And coming home, then, to be tricking
Some wretch out of the same small coin,
And with an angry hiccup, kicking        15
A lean cur in his trembling groin;
And where the icon’s flame is quaking
Drink tea, and reckon loss and gain,
From the fat chest of drawers taking
The coupons wet with spittle-stain;        20
And sunk in feather-beds to smother
In slumber, such as bears may know,
Dearer to me than every other
Are you, my Russia, even so.

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