S. B. f-Shtein
There is such love thatâ??s similar to smoke:
If it is bound â?? itâ??s intoxicating,
Receiving freedom â?? vanished, not awaitingâ?¦ ...
Among the worlds, the sparkling spheres,
The name of One Star only I repeat...
It's not because I love Her dearly
But just because I pine with others. ...
I dream'd there would be Spring no more,
That Nature's ancient power was lost:
The streets were black with smoke and frost,
They chatter'd trifles at the door:
I wander'd from the noisy town,
I found a wood with thorny boughs:
I took the thorns to bind my brows,
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