IX
And Demon saw... That moment he sensed
Such an intensive feeling and exciting
Inside him suddenly. The soul deserted
Was filled with the beneficial sound -
And he again felt the sacred incentive
Of love, of kindness, of the beauty!
And so long he was such pleased
With sweet such picture - dreams about
The former happines, in a coherent loop,
As if the stars followed each other
And rolled in front him in queue.
Being chained to it by force invisible,
He's got acquainted with new grief:
His breast, again awoken by feeling,
Which was familiar to him.
Was this the sign of the renaissance?
Hardly he could find word to tempt
In his mind, being devastated...
Forget? - The God's bliss going that way,
But Demon chooses other, however! ...
Демон, ч. 1, IX - пер. М. Ю. Лермонтова
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