Nikolay Mikhailovich Yazykov Poems

How I love you, dressing gown!
Oh, how I love you, dressing gown!
Attire of idleness and sloth,
Of untold pleasures, good old friend
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In vain, and yet with ardent hope
I sought Svetlana's love;
In vain I sang and honored her
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Love's fantasies - its hollow dreams!
I am with them acquainted;
They promised me brave victory
And paradise foretold.
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God knows if I meandered in vain
Those many years in foreign lands!
My day of gloom's not brightened up,
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for T. D.

O blessed is he who on night's bed
Can lie embracing you;
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A bard of wine and merriment,
I was compelled by mighty fate
To learn the lessons practical
Of moralizing Lell:
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Zakon: vlyublyat'sya lish' dushoj,
Druz'ya, mne vovse neponyaten;
Pust' govoryat: nash vek razvraten -
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Ne chasto li poverhnost' morya
Volnuet groznyh bur' prihod,
I s valom val uzhasnyj sporya,
Kremnistye brega tryaset!
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All deserted lies our ocean
Roaring day and night
Buried are so many sorrows
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We love our noisy feasts,
We love our wine and gaiety
And we'll not let mere social tasks
Destroy the gifts of wild, free spirit;
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