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Radauskas, Henrikas: Apolonas

Portre of Radauskas, Henrikas

Apolonas (Lithuanian)

Jo profilis skaudus ir plonas

Kaip kardo ašmens. Neseniai

Čionai praėjo Apolonas,

Ir pasiliko amžinai

 

Stiklinis jojo lyros aidas

Erdvėj baimingų kambarių

Ir šaltas marmurinis veidas

Žiaurioj nakty, ir aš turiu

Dainuot pavargusias, sena

s Numirusių žmonių dainas.

 

Danguj kryžiuojas kregždės greitos,

Miškely šoka linksmos fleitos,

Ir saulė skambantį peizažą

Rausvai kaip moterį nudažo,

O aš turiu dainuot senas

Numirusių žmonių dainas. 



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Apollo (English)

His profile, grave and fine, can sever

Like sharpest sword. Do you not hear?

Apollo passed this way. For ever

The echo of his lire as clear

 

And crystalline as glass resounds

Through all our hushed and chambered space,

And here still, in the cruel bounds

Of night the frozen marble face!

And I must sing the tired old lays

Of men beyond their earthbound ways.

 

The sky is crossed by swallow routes,

The heath is gay with dancing flutes,

And on that scene the sun bestows

The flush that women wear, the rose.

And I must sing the age-old lays

Of men beyond their earthbound ways.



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Source of the quotationhttp://members.efn.org

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