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На полярных морях и на южных…

Na jižních i polárních mořích,
po hřebenech zelenavých vod,

mezi útesy, jež z vln se noří,

dme své plachty mnohá stará loď.

Let jich křídel řídí kapitáni,

ti, kdož nové země hledali,

koho nezastraší uragany,

maelstromy a mělčin úskalí,

ten, kdo v prachu starých listin nežil,
a jen dýchá vlhkou mořskou sůl,

ryje v mapu jehlou cestu, která běží

místy, jimiž nikdo neproplul,

kdo na rozhoupaném stojí můstku,

myslí na přístav, jejž opustil,

údery své hůlky s bot svých střásá

chomáč pěn, jak se tam zachytil,

nebo, tuše vzpouru na palubě,

pistol bleskem z pod opasku rve,

z krajek až se sype zlato rozházené
na brabantském rukávě.

Ať si moře šílí, tryská, bije
k nebesům i v černé hlubině,

nikdo před bouří se nezachvěje,

ani jeden plachty nesvine.

Moh' by zbabělec snad tyto ruce,

tento ostrý, pevný pohled mít?

Kdo na nepřátelské čluny prudce
umí fregatu svou obrátit,

a kdo harpunou a jistou kulí
obrovského kýta dobije,

a když hvězdnou nocí zaplanuly

s břehu majáky, kdo první vidí je?

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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...

Giraffe

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, ...