28.03.2013 в 12:01
Пишет  Lika_k:

Однако
Максимилиан Волошин
...И мир, как море пред зарею,
И я иду по лону вод,
И подо мной и надо мною
Трепещет звездный небосвод...
1902

Theodore Stephanides
Nightscape
(Lake of Jannina, September, 1938)

Night-bound upon a lake
I sail through waters dark;
The muffled ripples make
Hushed murmurs round my barque.
Dark trees across the land
A darker shadows throw,
Like sentinels they stand
To guard the lake below,
And from the lake's dark moat
Bright star reflections peer.

With stars above me high
And stars beneath my boat,
A course I seem to steer
Across a star-bound sky.
(from "The Golden Face", 1965)

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