А тот, кого учителем считаю,
Как тень прошел и тени не оставил,
Весь яд впитал, всю эту одурь выпил,
И славы ждал, и славы не дождался,
Кто бы предвестьем, предзнаменованьем,
Всех пожалел, во всех вдохнул томленье -
И задохнулся...
~
In memory of Innokentiy Annensky
And he, the one whom I regard to be my teacher,
Passed like a shadow and didn’t leave a shadow,
Absorbed the poison, drank down all the stupor,
Awaited glory, and couldn’t wait for glory.
He was an omen and an augury,
He pitied everyone, breathed languor into all,
And suffocated, short of breath…
Translated by Andrey Kneller
In memory of Innokentiy Annensky
And he, the one whom I regard to be my teacher,
Passed like a shadow and didn’t leave a shadow,
Absorbed the poison, drank down all the stupor,
Awaited glory, and couldn’t wait for glory.
He was an omen and an augury,
He pitied everyone, breathed languor into all,
And suffocated, short of breath…
Translated by Andrey Kneller
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