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Arion

Rating: 2.8

A lot of us were on the bark:
Some framed a sail for windy weather,
The others strongly and together
Moved oars. In silence sunk,
Keeping a rudder, strong and clever,
The skipper drove the heavy skiff;
And I -- with careless belief --
I sang for sailors... . But the stiff
Whirl smashed at once the waters' favor...
All dead -- the captain and his guard! --

But I, the enigmatic bard,
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Mahtab Bangalee 02 December 2020

I sing the former anthems, yet, And dry my mantle, torn and wet, In beams of sun under a stone. /// some beautiful imagery is depicted in this poem; enjoyable poem shared

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Paul Amrod 02 December 2020

A wonderful translation: My comment for the exactness in bringing across the moving poem.

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Edward Kofi Louis 02 December 2020

Windy weather! ! ! Muse of nature! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Dr Antony Theodore 02 December 2020

The others strongly and together Moved oars. In silence sunk, Keeping a rudder, strong and clever, The skipper drove the heavy skiff; Very good poem of Alexander Pushkin

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Masha 08 November 2018

Hello, Who knows who is the translator? I need it for citations! Would really appreciate the help Thankyou

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