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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=395424" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Swan</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I'll leave the mortal world behind,<br>Take wing in an flight fantastical,<br>With singing, my eternal soul<br>Will rise up swan-like in the air.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Possessing two immortal traits,<br>In Purgatory I won't not linger,<br>But rising over jealousy<br>I'll leave behind me kingdoms' shine. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Tis so! Though not renowned by birth,<br>I am the muses favorite,<br>From other notables a world apart-<br>I'll be preferred by death itself.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The tomb will not confine me,<br>I will not turn to dust among the stars,<br>But like a heavenly set of pipes,<br>My voice will ring out from the sky.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And now I see that feathered skin<br>My figure covers all around.<br>My breast is downy and my back is winged,<br>I shine with pearly swan-like white.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I fly, I soar-and see below<br>The world entire-- oceans, woods.<br>Like mountains they lift up their heads<br>To hear my lofty hymn to God.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">From Kuril Islands to the river Bug,<br>From White Sea to the Caspian,<br>Peoples from half the world<br>Of whom the Russian race's comprised,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Will hear of me in time:<br>Slavs, Huns, the Scythians, and Finns,<br>And others locked today in battle,<br>Will point at me and they'll pronounce:</div><div style="margin:10px 0">&quot;There flies the one who tuned his lyre<br>To speak the language of the heart,<br>And preaching peace to the whole world,<br>Enjoyed the happiness of all.&quot;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Forget a big and stately funeral,<br>My friends! Cease singing, muses' choir!<br>My wife! With patience gird yourself!<br>Don't keen upon what seems a corpse.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Gavril+Romanovich+Derzhavin">Gavril Romanovich Derzhavin</a><div class=q>
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With singing, my eternal soul
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