Alexander Sergeyevich Pushkin

(6 June 1799 – 10 February 1837 / Moscow)

Alexander Sergeyevich Pushkin Poems

21. The Singer 1/3/2003
22. The Roussalka 3/31/2010
23. The Prophet 1/3/2003
24. The Poet 3/31/2010
25. The Night 1/3/2003
26. The Name 1/3/2003
27. The Memorial 3/31/2010
28. The Last Flower 3/31/2010
29. The High Road In Winter 3/31/2010
30. The Flower 1/2/2015
31. The Duel 3/31/2010
32. The Drowned Man 12/31/2002
33. The Dream 1/3/2003
34. The Delibash 3/31/2010
35. The Coming Of Winter 3/31/2010
36. The Coach Of Life 3/31/2010
37. The Caucas 3/31/2010
38. The Black Shawl 3/31/2010
39. The Bakchesarian Fountain 3/31/2010
40. Tempest 1/3/2003

Muse

In my youth's years, she loved me, I am sure.
The flute of seven pipes she gave in my tenure
And harked to me with smile -- without speed,
Along the ringing holes of the reed,
I got to play with my non-artful fingers
The peaceful songs of Phrygian village singers,
And the important hymns, that gods to mortals bade.
>From morn till night in oaks' silent shade
I diligently harked to the mysterious virgin;

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