The Poet’s Dead (Mikhail Yuryevich Lermontov Poems)
The Poet's dead! - a slave to honor -He fell, by rumor slandered,Lead in his breast and thirsting for revenge,Hanging ...
The Poet's dead! - a slave to honor -He fell, by rumor slandered,Lead in his breast and thirsting for revenge,Hanging ...
Alone I set out on the road;The flinty path is sparkling in the mist;The night is still. The desert harks ...
Palm branch of Palestine, oh tell me, In that far distant home-land fair,Wast rooted in the mountain gravel Or sprung from some ...
I feel I'd like to be alonewith you, friend, if you'll stay:my time on earth is nearly gone;at least that's ...
Faithful before thee, Mother of God, now kneeling,Image miraculous and merciful--of theeNot for my soul's health nor battles waged, beseeching,Nor ...
At midnight an angel was crossing the sky,And quietly he sang;The moon and the stars and the concourse of cloudsPaid ...
When faints the heart for sorrow, In life's hard, darkened hour,My spirit breathes a wondrous prayer Full of love's inward power.There is ...
Forever you, the unwashed Russia!The land of slaves, the land of lords:And you, the blue-uniformed ushers,And people who worship them ...
Forever you, the unwashed Russia!The land of slaves, the land of lords:And you, the blue-uniformed ushers,And people who worship them ...
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