Poems by Alexander Pushkin
The Roussalka
... That Heaven from earth would soon relieve him ...
Upon The Hills Of Georgia
... I'm sad and light, my grief - transparent, ...
Why Feed The Early Signs Of Boredom?
... These days, but they will long be gone ...
The Caucas
... An eagle that has soared from off some distant cliff, ...
Goblins Of The Steppes
... " How the wind's brood rage and whimper! ...
I Loved Thee
... And pray God grants you to be loved that way again ...
To Natasha
... Fields will freeze with frost, so bitter ...
To The Don
... Through me, greeting fond to thee! ...
She
... - O, no! - To whom do you submit your souls affection ...
Day's Rain Is Done
... And through the pine-trees, like a ghost appearing, ...
Demon
... And maidens' eyes, the rustling woods&emsp ...
The Delibash
... Halt! thou devil's pack, have care! ...
Dont Ask Me Why
... Who once felt bliss, no more will feel its essence, ...
The Bakchesarian Fountain
... - Whose shade, oh friends! then struck my sight ...
The Coach Of Life
... At dawn we gaily climb aboard her ...
