Imitation (Alexander Pushkin Poems)
I saw the Death, and she was seating By quiet entrance at my own home, I saw the doors were ...
I saw the Death, and she was seating By quiet entrance at my own home, I saw the doors were ...
In my youth's years, she loved me, I am sure. The flute of seven pipes she gave in my tenure ...
She substituted, by a chance, For empty "you" -- the gentle "thou"; And all my happy dreams, at once, In ...
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