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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
FUNERAL MASS: REQUIEM, by BORIS NIKOLAYEVICH BUGAYEV Poet's Biography
First Line: You sit on the bed there
Last Line: "as with vestments of silver?"
Alternate Author Name(s): Belyi, Andrey; Bely, Andrei
Subject(s): Death; Funerals; Dead, The; Burials
First Line: You sit on the bed there
Last Line: "as with vestments of silver?"
Alternate Author Name(s): Belyi, Andrey; Bely, Andrei
Subject(s): Death; Funerals; Dead, The; Burials
"You sit on the bed there
In the sunset's full crimson,
Pillows crumpled,
Looking distracted,—what
Troubles you?"
"Oh, swept by
Transparent
Gold cataracts,
The fir-tree tops
Loom athwart the sky's blue."
"Orphaned, alone, I shall
Languish,
Through summery
Twilights and Winter nights.
There are new flights, but
Try them I dare not.
Oh, do not die!"
"Oh, above the pines
I float off into æther seas.
Who, there, what, there,
Swathes the sky with whitenesses,
As with vestments of silver?"
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