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Із лігвища змієва

Из логова змиева

Із лігвища змієва,
Зі славного Києва
Не жінку я взяв — поторочу.
А думав — примхливицю,
Гадав — норовливицю,
Веселу пташину співочу.

Покличеш — зіщулиться,
Обнімеш — то скулиться,
А місяць зійде — затомиться,
І квилить-ридає,
Немов упадає
Над мертвим, і хоче топиться.

Їй мовлю: «Хрещеному,
З тобою по-вченому
Возиться мені не під пору».
Аби ж те добро її —
Та в вири Дніпровії,
На Лису відьомськую гору.

Мовчить — лиш їжачиться,
Для неї все мрячиться,
Жалію її, неприкаяну,
Мов птицю знесилену,
Березу, похилену
На Богом закляту закраїну.


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