Алексей Толстой — Когда природа вся трепещет и сияет

Kogda priroda vsya trepeshchet i siaet,
Kogda yee tsveta yarki i goryachi,
Dusha bezdeystvenno v prostranstve utopayet
I v nege vroz yee raskhodyatsya luchi.
No v skromny, tikhy den, osenneyu pogodoy,
Kogda i vozdukh ser, i tesen krugozor,
Ne razvlekayus ya smirennoyu prirodoy,
I nemoshchen yee na zhizn moyu napor.
Moy trezvy um otkryt dlya silnykh vdokhnoveny,
Sosredotochen ya zhivu v sebe samom,
I szhataya mechta zovet tolpy videny,
Kak zazhigatelnym rozhdaya ikh steklom.

Vintovku snyav s gvozdya, ya ostavlyayu dom,
Idu mezh ozimey, cherneyushchey dorogoy;
Smotryu na kuchu skird, na slomanny zabor,
Na prud i melnitsu, na diky kosogor,
Na bereg rucheyka bolotisto-otlogy,
I v blizhny les vkhozhu. Tam pokrasnevshy klen,
Yeshche zeleny dub i zheltye berezy
Pechalno na menya svoi stryakhayut slezy;
No dale ya idu, v mechtanya pogruzhen,
I visnut nado mnoy polunagiye suchya,
A mysli mezhdu tem slagayutsya v sozvuchya,
Svobodnye slova tesnyatsya v merny stroy,
I na dushe legko, i sladostno, i stranno,
I tikho vse krugom, i pod moyey nogoy
Tak myagko mokry list shumit blagoukhanny.