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Аллен Тейт/ John Orley Allen Tate
| LAST DAYS OF ALICE Alice grown lazy, mammoth but not fat, Declines upon her lost and twilight age; Above in the dozing leaves the grinning cat Quivers forever with his abstract rage: Whatever light swayed on the perilous gate Forever sways, nor will the arching grass, Caught when the world clattered, undulate In the deep suspension of the looking-glass. Bright Alice! always pondering to gloze The spoiled cruelty she had meant to say Gazes learnedly down her airy nose At nothing, nothing thinking all the day. Turned absent-minded by infinity She cannot move unless her double move, The All-Alicee of the world's entity Smashed in the anger of her hopeless love, Love for herself who, as an earthly twain, Pouted to join her two in a sweet one; No more the second lips to kiss in vain The first she broke, plunged through the glass alone- Alone to the weight of impassivity, Incest of spirit, theorem of desire, Without will as chalky cliffs by the sea Empty as the bodiless flesh of fire: All space, that heaven is a dayless night, A mghtless day dnven by perfect lust For vacancy, in which her bored eyesight Stares at the drowsy cubes of human dust. - We too back to the world shall newer pass Through the shattered door, a dumb shade-harried crowd Being all infinite, function depth and mass Without figure, a mathematical shroud Hurled at the air-blessed without sin! О God of our flesh, return us to Your wrath Let us be evil could we enter in Your grace, and falter on the stony path! | |
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