This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1917 Excerpt: ...Here in your empty hut how can you live?" The four were mute; but when I spoke your name And sobbed tempestuously in my dream, They wildly, with bowed heads, began to weep. "But still," I said, "your brother is alive--The little one, who did not see you die. It is for him alone I live to-day." Then they burst forth, ...
Read More
This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1917 Excerpt: ...Here in your empty hut how can you live?" The four were mute; but when I spoke your name And sobbed tempestuously in my dream, They wildly, with bowed heads, began to weep. "But still," I said, "your brother is alive--The little one, who did not see you die. It is for him alone I live to-day." Then they burst forth, and poured upon mine eyes The terrible black tear drops of the dead. "A brother, oh, we have a brother yet, A brother, oh, a brother in the world! Mother, the misery of coming days! Hereafter, how shall we to earth return? Now how, oh, how shall we to earth return?" PRAYER. HE swans, in discouragement, have migrated from the poisonous lakes this evening, And sad sisters dream of brothers under the prison walls. Battles have ended on the blossoming fields of lilies, And fair women follow coffins from underground passages, And sing, with heads bowed down towards the ground. Oh, make haste! Our aching bodies are frozen in these pitiless glooms. Make haste towards the chapel, where life will be more merciful, The chapel of the graveyard where our brother sleeps! An orphan swan is suffering within my soul, And there, over newly-buried bodies, It rains blood--it pours from mine eyes. A crowd of cripples pass along the paths of my heart, And with them pass barefooted blind men, In the divine hope of meeting some one in prayer. And the red dogs of the desert howled all one night, After hopelessly moaning over the sands For some unknown, incomprehensible grief. And the storm of my thoughts ceased with the rain; The waves were cruelly imprisoned under the frozen waters; The leaves of huge oaks, like wounded birds, Dropped with cries of anguish. And the dark night was deserted, like the vast infinite; And, with the lonely...
Read Less
Add this copy of Armenian Poems to cart. $15.40, new condition, Sold by Ingram Customer Returns Center rated 5.0 out of 5 stars, ships from NV, USA, published 2011 by Primary Sources, Historical Collections.
Add this copy of Armenian Poems to cart. $15.42, new condition, Sold by Ingram Customer Returns Center rated 5.0 out of 5 stars, ships from NV, USA, published 2022 by Legare Street Press.
Add this copy of Armenian Poems to cart. $25.67, new condition, Sold by Ria Christie Books rated 5.0 out of 5 stars, ships from Uxbridge, MIDDLESEX, UNITED KINGDOM, published 2022 by Legare Street Press.
Add this copy of Armenian Poems to cart. $26.58, new condition, Sold by Ingram Customer Returns Center rated 5.0 out of 5 stars, ships from NV, USA, published 2022 by Legare Street Press.
Add this copy of Armenian Poems to cart. $38.96, new condition, Sold by Ria Christie Books rated 5.0 out of 5 stars, ships from Uxbridge, MIDDLESEX, UNITED KINGDOM, published 2022 by Legare Street Press.
