She stared at Raven in a long second of shocked silence, before sagging to the floor.
Flowers, cold from the dew,And autumn's approaching breath,I pluck for the warm, luxuriant braids,Which haven't faded yet.In their nights, fragrantly resinous,Entwined with delightful mystery,They will breathe in her springlikeExtraordinary beauty.But in a whirlwind of sound and fire,From her shing head they will flutterAnd fall_and before herThey will die, faintly fragrant still.And, impelled by faithful longing,My obedient gaze will feast upon them_With a reverent hand,Love will gather their rotting remains.
The Complete Poems of Anna Akhmatova
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Flowers, cold from the dew,And autumn's approaching breath,I pluck for the warm, luxuriant braids,Which haven't faded yet.In their nights, fragrantly resinous,Entwined with delightful mystery,They will breathe in her springlikeExtraordinary beauty.But in a whirlwind of sound and fire,From her shing head they will flutterAnd fall_and before herThey will die, faintly fragrant still.And, impelled by faithful longing,My obedient gaze will feast upon them_With a reverent hand,Love will gather their rotting remains.
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