From: ibshambat@gmail.com   
      
   In vain, Cavalier de Grie,   
   Do you dream of the full of beauty,   
   Autocratic - her self not ruling -   
   And voluptuous Manon.   
   From your rooms we are succeeding   
   In a flock tired and willing.   
   They recall us not past the evening.   
   Be obedient - such is the law.   
   We are coming in from night stormy,   
   We really need nothing from you,   
   Except supper - and pearls we need from you   
   And maybe one more thing - your soul!   
   Honor and duty, Cavalier - convention it is.   
   Let God give you a regiment of mistresses!   
   Showing a readiness in all this.   
   Passionately loving you   
   - M.   
      
   By Marina Tsvetayeva   
   Translated from Russian by Ilya Shambat   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)