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Английский текст стихотворения Барны Балог:

The Queen of the Temple-dancing.
Dancing down the Heavens ladder,
Pirouetting through the spheres,
Once a gay Angel descended
Laughing, yet amidst hot tears.
Past Orion and the shining
Galaxy she sped like lightning,
Dancing, dancing all the time...
Yet as the Earth leemed beneath her,
She grew sadder - and yet sweeter
Seemed on her the earthly charm...
"Go thou not, my dancing fairy,
Earth is not for thee, nor flesh!"
Thus the Most High spoke before she
Started on her downward dash.
All in vain! The angel, dancing,
Through the spheres, with closed eyes, glancing
Neither to the left, nor right,
Tiptoed past the purple-clouded
Skyway till she came to crowded
Crossing where she sаw no light...
What she saw was sadly marching
Mournful spirits endless row,
As they moved toward the Earth, which
Loomed immensely large below.
And the Fairies' joyous singing,
And her dancing, and her springing
Ceased, for now the Guide of Birth
Made her join the sad procession
On its way to self-perfection
And attornment on the Earth...
Born at last - she was a wonder
For she still danced fairy-like,
Just as if she had no body
Fluttering and airy light...
All men felt her fire flaming:
When they went near - it was waning,
When they left - it burned again!
For this Fire, comes from higher,
Just a common sex-admirer
Would have tried to grasp in vain...
Earthly life and earthly sorrows,
Little space to dance and fly,
And sham-fiery, false temptations,
Could not make her fire die...
Once the Queen of Temple-dancers,
Hearken that my heart my answers
To your all-embracing flame:
Change it into a sweet, gentle
Altar fire in a temple:
And be worshipped thus thy name!..
"Look to me, my dancing fairy,
Earth is not for thee, nor flesh..."
Thus the Most High spoke before she
Through of a new skyward dash...
"Hurry not!" - then God said gently,
"Stay awhile yet, days in plenty,
Hast thou still to come to me!..
Be thy Fire a bright-burning
Altar-light of Love, when turning
Souls of men to Me through thee!.."
Dancing up the Heavens ladder,
Pirouetting through the spheres,
One day Fire Queen ascended
Laughing and - for joy - in tears...
Past Orion and the shining
Milky Way she sped like lightning,
Dancing, dancing all the time...
And as the stars flashed to greet her,
She grew gayer - and yet sweeter
Seemed on her the Heavens charm...
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