Do Not Entrust
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Aleksandr Aleksandrovich Blok
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Do not entrust all roads yours
To the unfaithful, immense crowd:
It'll smash your castle with rough force,
And quench light of your temple, proud.
He's single to bear his hard cross
Whose spirit is unmoved in rightness,
His fire on high hills he burns,
And breaks a curtain of the darkness.
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