Some Wizard, Very Bad And Sly Poem by Fyodor Sologub

Some Wizard, Very Bad And Sly



1896

Some wizard, very bad and sly,
Had separated mind my own,
From real nature my -
And that is why I cry and moan.

But if he sometimes fells asleep,
While lost his magic awful,
Great nature is not more joyful,
It doesn't create of me a slip.

Always sincere one and mindful,
She'll quietly approach me.
In her, as bottomless as sea,
I see a grace of all that's marvel.

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