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Modern Russian Poetry/"With Wavering Feet"

"WITH WAVERING FEET"

With wavering feet I walked where dawn-lit mists were
lying,
To find the shores of wonder and of mystery.
Dawn struggled with the final stars, frail dreams were
flying,
While unto unknown gods my morning lips were crying
The prayers that my dream-imprisoned soul had whispered
me.

The noon is cold and candid, the road winds on severely,
And through an unknown land once more my journey lies.
The mist has lifted now, and the stark eye sees clearly
How hard the mountain-road that rises upward sheerly,
How distant looms the dream the prescient heart de-
scries!

Yet onward with unfaltering feet I shall be going
Toward midnight, onward toward the shore of my desires,
Where on a mountain-height, new stars its glory showing,
My promised temple waits, with plinth and pillar glow-
ing,
Beaten about with flame of white, triumphal fires.

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