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Winter Night
- 1. Poet : Boris Pasternak The Poems of Doctor Zhivago Translated by Christopher Barnes
- 2. . Snow on snow the blizzard blew, All frontiers enswirling. A candle on the table stood - A tallow candle burning.
- 3. . . Like summer midges' swarming flight, Towards the candle chasing, The snowflakes eddied to the light, Converging on the casement.
- 4. And on the pane the blizzard hewed Its arrows, darts and circles. A candle on the table stood - A tallow candle burning.
- 5. And shadows settled overhead Upon the illumined ceiling, Dim forms of crossing arms and legs, Fate's shadows interlacing .
- 6. A pair of shoes slid to the floor And raised a sudden clatter, And on her gown the waxen flare Shed tears that oozed and spattered.
- 7. And all was lost in snowy murk, A pallid, gray-white blurring. The candle on the table stirred - A tallow candle burning.
- 8. A sudden draught breathed on the flame, Seductive fires enkindling, With arms outspread in cruciform Like two wings of an angel.
- 9. All February the blizzard raved, Yet ever and anon, unchanging, Candle and table still remained - A candle ever flaming .