Alexander Blok
Not after that I called myself a paladin,
Nor after that you had come to me,
But after a reason to cry over the fireless hearth,
After a dance against the dead fire-switch!
May be that is for reason of the luck’s mutability?
Or may be that is of I’m weak, ill and aged old?
No! In that ashes there are the last scintillas,
The flame, which could rise into a fire-burn!
30 december 1908
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