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A SAIL by MIKHAIL YUREVICH LERMONTOV

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First Line: WHITE IS THE SAIL AND LONELY
Last Line: AS THOUGH IN THE STORMS WERE REST.
WHITE is the sail and lonely
On the misty infinite blue;
Flying from what in the homeland?
Seeking for what in the new?

The waves romp, and the winds whistle,
And the mast leans and creaks;
Alas! He flies not from fortune,
And no good fortune he seeks.

Beneath him the stream, luminous, azure,
Above him the sun's golden breast;
But he, a rebel, invites the storms,
As though in the storms were rest.



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