at this, uninitiated. (Away, uninitiated. (lat.))
Poet lyre inspired
Hand scattered rattling.
He sang - and hladny and haughty
Around people uninitiated
He listened senselessly.
And construed dull black:
“Why so loudly he sings?
In vain ear hitting,
To what purpose he leads us?
What strumming? taught us?
Why care about the heart, Muccino,
How svoenravnыy magician?
As the wind his song free,
But as the wind and barren:
What use is it to us by?”
Poet.
Shut up, senseless people.
day laborer, slave needs, worries!
your murmurings daring me unbearable,
You earth worm, not the son of heaven;
You would benefit all - the weight of the
Idol you appreciate Belvedere.
you use, use it not seest.
But the marble this because God!.. so what?
Furnace pot you more:
You eat it yourself varish.
Black.
Not, if you elect heaven,
his gift, divine messenger,
For the good of us to consume:
fellow heart fix it.
we fainthearted, we insidious,
Besstıdnı, evil, unthankful;
We heart the cool eunuchs,
detractor, slaves, foolish;
Nest club in our vices.
You can, neighbor love,
Give us bold lessons,
And we hear you.
Poet.
Get away - what business
Poet peace to you!
The debauchery stone safely,
Do not revive you lire voice!
Soul disgusted you are as graves.
For your stupidity and malice
You have hitherto
bullish, temnicы, axes; —
Pretty with you, slaves crazy!
In the city with your noisy streets
sweep rubbish, - useful work!
But, forgetting his ministry,
Altar and sacrifices,
Priests eh you take a broom?
Not for everyday excitement,
Not for gain, not for battles,
We are born for inspiration,
For sweet sounds and prayers.
