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Valery Brjusov und Fjodor Sologub

Брюсов и Сологуб

Brjusov ist das Unglück fremd als Symbolist;
"Richtig aufgehoben ist der Mensch im Norden.".
"Jammertal" ist Fjodors Wort dafür geworden
Und widerspricht energisch, daß er feige ist.
So wie es Plus und Minus geben muß, verhandelt
Ohnehin mit Honigmund die Gruppe nur davon.
Vasilich hört ein Weilchen zu, doch war nicht dumm.

So ließ er sie im Taurus, dem sie anverwandelt.
Oberhalb dem Abgrund fliegt ein Adler hin.
Liebevoll wie er dem freien Vogel winkt
Oeffnet er sich unter Igor Sewerjanin,
Greift nach dir der Abgrund, der dich niederringt.
Und was du an Olympus und den Preussen schätzt
Bereits, war Symbolismus, tief ins Herz geritzt.

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The one, who lies in a grave, / Hears wondrous jingling / And can feel the scent / Of the whitest lily. / / The one, who lies in a grave / Sees the light eternal, / Angels’ snow-white shade, / Their feathers’ murmur. / / There, you are dying / And your hands are c...

Remember the palace of giants…

Remember the palace of giants, / The pool, full of silvery fish, / Alleys of planes, the highest, / And keeps made of huge stone bricks; / / As my golden horse at the towers / Was prancing, so proud and strong, / And gems decorated his harness / In patterns of delicate work. / / ...

The ship

"What d' you see in my eyes, slightly sparkling, / In my look, hazed with opaque mist?" / "There I saw the sea's deepest darkness / With a big sunken beautiful ship. / / That fine ship... More glorious and braver / None had seen over deep of the sea. / Its high masts under windbreath ...

A fragment of «Tale of Kings»

Once a dark horseman oh a black horse came / He was clad in a black velvet cloak, full of pride. / And his look was so dreadful, as a town aflame, / And so glaring as a flash in the night. / / Curly hair upon shoulders like serpents did twist, / And his voice was a song of the earth and...


Today, I can see that your glance is especially sad, / And hands are especially thin and the hair if up fluff. / Hey, listen, as far as in Africa, down at lake Chad / Is walking a graceful Giraffe. / / He's owing that elegance, slender and languor he is, / Such beautiful patterns are sh...

The Gates of Paradise

There are no seven diamond seals to close / the eternal gates of God's great paradise / it has no tempting charms, no beckoning glow / and to the people remains unrecognized. / / a doorway in a wall long since forsaken / a mass of stones and moss and nothing more. / nearby, a beggar, ...