From: ibshambat@gmail.com   
      
   In multitude of choir polyhymnal   
   All tender churches sing in their own voice   
   And the stone vaults of the Dormition cathedral   
   Like eyebrows in still higher arch rejoice.   
      
   And from the rampart fortified by the archangels   
   I watched the city from a wondrous height   
   In the Acropolis sadness has deranged me   
   For Russian name and Russian beauty's sight.   
      
   That of the garden we dream it is no wonder,   
   Where doves do soar upon the hot blue beams   
   The nun sings Orthodox hymns, Dormition's wonder,   
   Florence in Moscow so tender seems   
      
   And the five-domed Moscow cathedrals   
   With soul Italian and Russian both   
   Remind me of Aurora's reappearance   
   With Russian surname and draped in fur clothes.   
      
   By Osip Mandelshtam   
   Translated from Russian by Ilya Shambat   
   https://sites.google.com/site/ibshambat   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)