Scorn not the sonnet, critic.
Stern Dante despised sonnet;
It glow of love poured Petrarca;
Game loved him the creator of Macbeth;
They thought mournfully Camões clothed.
And today, he captivates the poet:
Wordsworth his instrument chosen,
When away from the bustle of the world
Nature, he draws an ideal.
Undershaw Tavridy distant mountains
Singer Lithuania in the size of its stesnennyi
Their dreams instantly concluded.
We still did not know his maiden,
How much Delvig forget for him
Hexameter sacred chants.