Евгений Станцевич

Евгений Станцевич проживает в городе Минск, Беларусь. Родной город - Мюнхен. Семейное положение Евгения: не женат. Из открытых источников получены следующие сведения: информация о высшем и среднем образовании.

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ON READING LORD DUNSANY'S BOOK OF WONDER The hours of night unheeded fly, And in the grate the embers fade; Vast shadows one by one pass by In silent daemon cavalcade. But still the magic volume holds The raptur'd eye in realms apart, And fulgent sorcery enfolds The willing mind and eager heart. The lonely room no more is there - For to the sight in pomp appear Temples and cities pois'd in air And blazing glories - sphere on sphere. _____________ ASTROPHOBOS In the Midnight heaven's burning Through the ethereal deeps afar Once I watch'd with restless yearning An alluring aureate star; Ev'ry eve aloft returning Gleaming nigh the Arctic Car. Mystic waves of beauty blended With the gorgeous golden rays Phantasies of bliss descended In a myrrh'd Elysian haze. In the lyre-born chords extended Harmonies of Lydian lays. And (thought I) lies scenes of pleasure, Where the free and blessed dwell, And each moment bears a treasure, Freighted with the lotos-spell, And there floats a liquid measure From the lute of Israfel. There (I told myself) were shining Worlds of happiness unknown, Peace and Innocence entwining By the Crowned Virtue's throne; Men of light, their thoughts refining Purer, fairer, than my own. Thus I mus'd when o'er the vision Crept a red delirious change; Hope dissolving to derision, Beauty to distortion strange; Hymnic chords in weird collision, Spectral sights in endless range.... Crimson burn'd the star of madness As behind the beams I peer'd; All was woe that seem'd but gladness Ere my gaze with Truth was sear'd; Cacodaemons, mir'd with madness, Through the fever'd flick'ring leer'd.... Now I know the fiendish fable The the golden glitter bore; Now I shun the spangled sable That I watch'd and lov'd before; But the horror, set and stable, Haunts my soul forevermore! (Г.Ф.Лавкрафт)