Deutsch and Yarmolinsky, comps. Modern Russian Poetry. 1921.
BenedictionValery Brusov (b. 1873)
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That broke my dark delirium with light.
It kindled me like wine, it rent my night.
All thoughts, all dreams are poisoned by your kiss.
All my past years you have mown down with this.
I wrapped its flame about me joyfully.
For that its wings were outstretched over me.
I bless you for the grief, the dread, the pain;
That here without its gates, I stand in vain.