Juliusz Slowacki Body Poems

  • 1.
    And the Shaman said : 'Lo, now we shall show no more miracles,
    nor the power of God that is in us, but we shall weep,
    for we have come unto people who see not the sun.

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  • 2.
    Surging like a vast current of salmon or sheatfish,
    Coiling up and down like an iron serpent
    That rears now its torso, now its head,
    The armed horsemen breast the prairie grass. --
    ...
  • 3.
    he sorrowful country
    and over the desolate roads and under the roaring forests of Siberia,
    meeting men who suffered, and comforting them.

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  • 4.
    e hymn of the tombs,
    complaining, as it were a complaint of the ashes to God.

    But as soon as the groans arose,
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  • 5.
    And the Shaman passed with Anhelli over the desert ways of Siberia,
    where stood prisons.

    And they beheld the countenances of some prisoners through the gratings,
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  • 6.
    The Shaman, when he had searched in the hearts of that multitude of exiles,
    said to himself: 'Verily, I have not found here what I sought;
    lo, their hearts are weak and they give themselves over to be conquered by grief.

    ...
  • 7.
    And lo, once on a time at night the Shaman waked Anhelli,
    saying to him : 'Sleep not, but come with me,
    for there are mighty matters in the wilderness.'

    ...
  • 8.
    And when the Shaman was about to go forth with Anhelli under the stars,
    having comforted some of the prisoners,
    he heard a great clanking in one of the corridors.

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Total 8 Body Poems by Juliusz Slowacki

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