The Autumnal Romance

1903
I watch you as coldly as never,
But can-t keep this pine in my breast,
Today sun-s in smoke of havens,
And sadness makes heavy a breath.

I know, I breed just a fable -
At least, trust to fables, - but you?...
Like needless oblations, in alleys,
Leaves fall in the mournful hue.

We-re joined by the fate that was blinded:
Would God join us -there- - behind sky?...
Don-t laugh, if in spring days, delighted,
You-ll step on the lives that here die.