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But let my love no longer trouble you I do not wish to cause you any pain By Alexander Pushkin

High the river ran in gloom By Alexander Pushkin

We’ve got to have forbidden fruit Or Eden’s joys for us are moot

My whole life has been pledged to this meeting with you By Alexander Pushkin

We’ve got to have forbidden fruit Or Eden’s joys for us are moot By Alexander Pushkin

The Estate By Alexander Pushkin

The Estate By Alexander Pushkin The estate in which our bored Yevgeny Now lived, was in fact a fine retreat: There a lover of the…

Such Were The Thoughts By Alexander Pushkin

Such Were The Thoughts By Alexander Pushkin Such were the thoughts of my Yevgeny. For, from the days of his first youth He was the…

The Statetly Mansion By Alexander Pushkin

The Statetly Mansion By Alexander Pushkin The stately mansion was built and planned As all good mansions should really be: Sturdily set in the peaceful…

Where Now Then By Alexander Pushkin

Where Now Then? By Alexander Pushkin “Where now then? Ah, these poetic characters!” “Goodbye, Yevgeny, it’s time. I must..” “I do not keep you. But…

I Still See You By Alexander Pushkin

I Still See You By Alexander Pushkin “I still see nothing wrong in that .” “But tedious, that’s what is wrong, my friend.” “I hate…

My Uncle By Alexander Pushkin

My Uncle By Alexander Pushkin “My uncle, a most worthy gentleman, When he fell seriously ill, By snuffing it made us all respect him, Couldn’t…

If I Walk By A. Pushkin

If I Walk By A. Pushkin If I walk the noisy streets, Or enter a many thronged church, Or sit among the wild young generation,…

Who is Not Bored By Alexander Pushkin

Who is Not Bored By Alexander Pushkin Who is not bored with acting a part, Repeating with variation the same old thing, Striving solemnly to…

So Thought By Alexander Pushkin

So Thought By Alexander Pushkin So thought our young ne’er-do-well Flying through the dust on a mail coach. By the supreme will of Zeus He…

The Storm By Alexander Pushkin

The Storm By Alexander Pushkin The storm wind covers the sky Whirling the fleecy snow drifts, Now it howls like a wolf, Now it is…

Let’s Go Then By Alexander Pushkin

Let’s Go Then By Alexander Pushkin “Let’s go then.” – They set off rapidly, And soon at the Larin’s are ensconced. The attentiveness at times…

He Settled In The Sitting Room

He Settled In The Sitting Room He settled in the sitting room Where the old-timer in his country ways For forty years had gazed from…

That Year The Autumn By Alexander Pushkin

That Year The Autumn By Alexander Pushkin That year the autumn weather lingered Over the field and around the yards, Winter held back, Nature awaited,…

The Less We Show Our Love By Alexander Pushkin

The Less We Show Our Love By Alexander Pushkin The less we show our love to a woman, Or please her less, and neglect our…

The Night – Alexander Pushkin

My voice that is for you the languid one, and gentle, Disturbs the velvet of the dark night’s mantle, By my bedside, a candle, my…

The Name – Alexander Pushkin

What is my name to you? ‘T will die: a wave that has but rolled to reach with a lone splash a distant beach; or…

The Dream – Alexander Pushkin

Not long ago, in a charming dream, I saw myself — a king with crown’s treasure; I was in love with you, it seemed, And…

The Night – Alexander Pushkin

My voice that is for you the languid one, and gentle, Disturbs the velvet of the dark night’s mantle, By my bedside, a candle, my…

The Prophet – Alexander Pushkin

Longing for spiritual springs, I dragged myself through desert sands … An angel with three pairs of wings Arrived to me at cross of lands;…

The Singer – Alexander Pushkin

Did you attend? He sang by grove ripe – The bard of love, the singer of his mourning. When fields were silent by the early…

The Talisman – Alexander Pushkin

Where the sea forever dances Over lonely cliff and dune, Where sweet twilight’s vapor glances In a warmer-glowing moon, Where with the seraglio’s graces Daylong…

The Upas Tree – Alexander Pushkin

Deep in the desert’s misery, far in the fury of the sand, there stands the awesome Upas Tree lone watchman of a lifeless land. The…

The Water-Nymph – Alexander Pushkin

In lakeside leafy groves, a friar Escaped all worries; there he passed His summer days in constant prayer, Deep studies and eternal fast. Already with…

The wondrous moment of our meeting – Alexander Pushkin

The wondrous moment of our meeting… Still I remember you appear Before me like a vision fleeting, A beauty’s angel pure and clear. In hopeless…

The Wish – Alexander Pushkin

I shed my tears; my tears – my consolation; And I am silent; my murmur is dead, My soul, sunk in a depression’s shade, Hides…

Thou and You – Alexander Pushkin

She substituted, by a chance, For empty “you” — the gentle “thou”; And all my happy dreams, at once, In loving heart again resound. In…

To Gnedich – Alexander Pushkin

With Homer you conversed alone for days and nights, Our waiting hours were passing slowly, And shining you came down from the mysterious heights And…

To My Friends – Alexander Pushkin

The chain of golden days and nights Is still your heritage from Deity, And, still, the languid maidens’ eyes Are turned to you as well…

Worse Than an Idyl

1815-1816 Worse than an idyl and colder than an ode, A misanthrope – by Hell, by Silliness – a bard – In what a terrible…

In Those Days By Alexander Pushkin

In those days, when at the Lyceum I peacefully opened forth into bloom, I took Apuleius to my bosom, But for Cicero there was little…

Sloping Pine By Alexander Pushkin

On a sloping pine branch, downward bending Often an early morning breeze Over the peaceful gravestone wending Rocked to and fro a silent wreath. And…

Chased By Rays By Alexander Pushkin

Chased by the rays of springtime sun The snow already from surrounding hills In turbid streams begins to run To meet the liquid flooded fields….

Tatyana By Alexander Pushkin

Tatyana By Alexander Pushkin Tatyana, (to her heart’s core a Russian, Herself not knowing the reason why), With all their cold and frigid beauty, Loved…

Near Hills By Alexander Pushkin

Near hills, which lie in half a circle, We’ll make our way to where a stream Around a meadow runs and gurgles, To a river,…

The Time Invites By Alexander Pushkin

The time invites: you seasoned idlers, Sages of Epicurean rule, You, fortunate philosophers, You, fledglings of the Levshin school, You, Priams of the countryside, And…

Using My Own Rules By Alexander Pushkin

But, using my own rule as measure, With passion only as my law, Sharing the crowd’s wild taste and pleasure, My sprightly Muse, locked in…

Winter By Alexander Pushkin

Winter By Alexander Pushkin Winter ! The peasant breathes a sigh, Renews his sledge, and makes his way. His horse, snorting in the fresh snow…

And Now By Alexander Pushkin

And now I am the first to reward The Muse with an evening reception; Her rural unadorned perfection With jealous timidity I guard. Through the…

In One Of The Tents By Alexander Pushkin

In one of the tents an old man is awake, He sits in front of the dying fire Warmed by the heat that the ashes…

And You By Alexander Pushkin

And you, benevolent, fastidious reader, In your imported new barouche, Leave the city, which is uncouth, Which you enjoyed throughout the winter, Join me and…

As Happens By Alexander Pushkin

As happens, the flattering voice of the times Praised the lewd boldness it saw in him. It is true, from a pistol at twenty paces…

The Time Invites By Alexander Pushkin

The time invites: you seasoned idlers, Sages of Epicurean rule, You, fortunate philosophers, You, fledglings of the Levshin school, You, Priams of the countryside, And…

As Happens By Alexander Pushkin

As happens, the flattering voice of the times Praised the lewd boldness it saw in him. It is true, from a pistol at twenty paces…

In One Of The Tents By Alexander Pushkin

In one of the tents an old man is awake, He sits in front of the dying fire Warmed by the heat that the ashes…

Tatyana By Alexander Pushkin

Tatyana By Alexander Pushkin Tatyana, (to her heart’s core a Russian, Herself not knowing the reason why), With all their cold and frigid beauty, Loved…

And You By Alexander Pushkin

And you, benevolent, fastidious reader, In your imported new barouche, Leave the city, which is uncouth, Which you enjoyed throughout the winter, Join me and…

Near Hills By Alexander Pushkin

Near hills, which lie in half a circle, We’ll make our way to where a stream Around a meadow runs and gurgles, To a river,…

Using My Own Rules By Alexander Pushkin

But, using my own rule as measure, With passion only as my law, Sharing the crowd’s wild taste and pleasure, My sprightly Muse, locked in…

Winter By Alexander Pushkin

Winter By Alexander Pushkin Winter ! The peasant breathes a sigh, Renews his sledge, and makes his way. His horse, snorting in the fresh snow…

Is this the same man By Alexander Pushkin

Is this the same man, or has he since softened? Or does he act the same old freak? Tell me, does he come here often?…

Why then berate him so unfairly By Alexander Pushkin

―Why then berate him so unfairly? Why do you savage him alone? Is it because so unmercifully On all we needs must cast the first…

But Perhaps By Alexander Pushkin

But Perhaps By Alexander Pushkin But perhaps recollection of winter’s scenes Does not arouse you, gentle reader: It is all base, lowly, and vulgar Nature,…

At Last She Comes By Alexander Pushkin

At last she comes and following her Across the steppe speeds a young man hurriedly. To the gypsy entirely he is a stanger, But the…

It Was the Usual Noble Summons By Alexander Pushkin

It was the usual noble summons, The briefest challenge, or ‘cartel’: Politely and with cold precision Lensky had challenged him to a duel. Onegin with…