Poems by Alexander Pushkin
Under The Blue Skies...
... The lips that brought the news were made of stone, ...
Curious
... .. Oh, let me be, the only thing I know is this - ...
A Magic Moment I Remember
... Time passed. A rebel storm-blast scattered ...
The Vision
... But the years rolled along--and life's tempests ...
Night
... Stift verses, streams of love, that hum and sing and merge ...
Eastern Song
... Ah! thou wert born for languid pleasures ...
The Black Shawl
... "Thou art laughing," he whispered,"in pleasure's mad whirl ...
May 26, 1828
... Filled my soul with burning passion ...
The Song Of The Kasak
... His steed the raging stream must breast! ...
The High Road In Winter
... .. I see For mile on mile the road-posts ...
Winter Evening
... Let us drink from grief - Where's the glass ...
Old Man
... Cupid, the god of youth and love and virtue! ...
The Duel
... 34 We'll just suppose, my friend, your pistol Has stretched a young acquaintance dead ...
Night Piece
... That dark language you are speaking! ...
The Poet
... Untamed and brooding, he takes flight, ...
