Mikhail Yuryevich Lermontov Peace Poems

  • 1.
    Palm branch of Palestine, oh tell me,
    In that far distant home-land fair,
    Wast rooted in the mountain gravel
    Or sprung from some vale garden rare?
    ...
  • 2.
    Faithful before thee, Mother of God, now kneeling,
    Image miraculous and merciful--of thee
    Not for my soul's health nor battles waged, beseeching,
    Nor yet with thanks or penitence o'erwhelming me!
    ...
  • 3.
    A lonely sail is flashing white
    Amdist the blue mist of the sea!...
    What does it seek in foreign lands?
    What did it leave behind at home?..
    ...
  • 4.
    By gates of an abode, blessed,
    A man stood, asking for donation,
    A beggar, cruelly oppressed
    By hunger, thirst and deprivation.
    ...
  • 5.
    With winged footsteps now I hasten
    Unto the far cold North away,
    Kasbek,--thou watchman of the East,
    To thee, my farewell greetings say!
    ...
  • 6.
    The Poet's dead! - a slave to honor -
    He fell, by rumor slandered,
    Lead in his breast and thirsting for revenge,
    Hanging his proud head!...
    ...
  • 7.
    A single sail is bleaching brightly
    Upon the waves caressing bland,
    What seeks it in a stranger country?
    Why did it leave its native strand?
    ...
  • 8.
    Alone I set out on the road;
    The flinty path is sparkling in the mist;
    The night is still. The desert harks to God,
    And star with star converses.
    ...
Total 8 Peace Poems by Mikhail Yuryevich Lermontov

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