No, Not The Moon, But Simple Dial-Plate Poem by Osip Emilevich Mandelstam

No, Not The Moon, But Simple Dial-Plate

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No, not the moon, but simple dial-plate
Is lightning me, and ‘tis my nasty fate,
That lights of stars I feel as light internal!

And loftiness of Batyushkov I hate:
'What time is it?' - he had been asked there
late --
And he had answered with curiosity 'Eternal!'

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