Literature
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Nikoloz Baratashvili – Chinnari
An aloe stands in solitude upon a lofty precipice;The sunbeams mingling with the shades the myriad boughs caress and kits.‘Tis…
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Nikoloz Baratashvili – O Evil Spirit
O Evil Spirit! You fiend of hell! who bade you be my guide,To storm my life, to burn my brain…
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Nikoloz Baratashvili – Merani
It runs; it flies; it bears me on; it heeds no trail nor spoor;A raven black behind me croaks with…
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Nikoloz Baratashvili – A Soul-Forlorn
Let none bewail the bitterness of orphancy,Nor weep if destitute of friend or kin is he,But pity him whose soul’s…
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Nikoloz Baratashvili – To A Chonguri
Your strains of woe – a mournful flow-At times they groan, at times they moan;Each throb recalls the vanished hour…
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Nikoloz Baratashvili – Meditations By The River Mtkvari
In sadness wrapped, I strolled along where the waters hum and fret;I longed to rest in solitude and all my…
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Nikoloz Baratashvili – Twilight Over Mtatsminda
O Mtatsminda ! Thou Holy Mount ! the sight does hauntThe soul to thought – a place that wilderness has…
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Ilia Chavchavadze – Spring
The wood is decked in light green leaf.The swallow twitters in delight.The lonely vine sheds joyous tearsOf interwoven dew and…
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Ilia Chavchavadze – Elegy
The full-orbed moon her lustre shedsAnd floods the land with lambent light.The snowy ridge of distant mountsDissolves into the heavens…
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Ilia Chavchavadze – Lines To A Georgian Mother
O Georgian mother! Thou gavest sonsTo home and land in days of yore.The future braves were lulled to sleepWith lullabies…
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