Author of quotes: Valery Bryusov. Page 1

White rose breathed on a thin stem.
The girl drew a monogram in the winter glass.
Pigeons fluttered vaguely through the ghostly snow.
Dreams tormented all morning by the feeling of neg.
Girl a long long time and waited at the window.
Somewhere beyond the sea then bloomed spring.
The evening comes, and the earth was comforted by the dream.
Girl crying in the silence of night, - but of whom?
White rose faded, no tears this night.
Pigeons in the morning, flashed and ran away.

Those deceived me, those hurt
Those killed - let cry!
But I was looking for and saw it
The one who single me - right court!

Love I waited for, but not tasted
Her bottomless fullness -
I heart the coldness betrayed
I changed my dream!

I cherish every minute,
And every hour my passion.
All my life I lived a great thirst,
It in no way satisfied.

A moment between light and shadow!
Day between winter and spring!
The whole obey movement
Songs sailing with me.

Fresh and bright coolness
Breathes in my face February.
New wishes - not necessary,
Past happiness - not sorry.
Pale pearl gave
A little arumanis the sunset.
As in the sarcophagus of sorrow
In a sweet dispassion sleep

Had a quiet time. At the feet of the noise of the surf.
You smiled, having uttered at parting:
We will meet... Until the new date...
It was a hoax. And know we are with you,
all that night we said goodbye.
Crimson flame sardelis heaven.
On the ship swelled the sails
Over the sea the cries of seagulls were heard.
I looked into the distance, aching sadness full.
Flashed the ship, with dawn uplyvshie
in the gentle, emerald foamy waves
like a Swan, white, wings respectivly.
And here it into the wideness claimed.
Against the sky a pale Golden
suddenly a cloud of misty rose
blazed a bright amethyst.

You again came, again looked into the soul,
Laugh at powerless to shout: "Away!"
He is forever the servant, who took time uterus...
Pomorstvo spirit when you can't help.
I'm dead swimmer, abandoned land,
You're unsteady waves frantic daughter.
Take me. I oath will not break.
In your arms I'm gonna be dead all night.
Until the morning I'll be your prey
Weapon in your night of pleasures.
And be around me ringing of your laughter.
You will disappear under the first Twitter of a bird,
But I'll be it and real estate
It is strange and alien to the women of the earth.

Future!
The most interesting of the novels!
The book that I can't read!
Edge, covered with a layer of fog!
The temple, whose construction has barely begun!

Oh, cover your pale legs.

Through my chosen one,
Without grumbling, dragging along going
And only look, languishing from thirst,
Fresh roses in a garden.

I dare not cling to the fountain,
To refresh the fire of the person
But deaf of fate won't
To beg for mercy, - to the end!

Every moment is a miracle and folly,
Every thrill is not clear to me,
All confused way of thinking,
How do you know that in life that in a dream?

I did a lot of lying and hypocrisy,
And many have I created evil
But I for what many believed
My opustitsya case.