Alexander Sergeyevich Pushkin

(6 June 1799 – 10 February 1837 / Moscow)

Alexander Sergeyevich Pushkin Poems

41. The Coming Of Winter 3/31/2010
42. The Delibash 3/31/2010
43. The Dream 1/3/2003
44. The Drowned Man 12/31/2002
45. The Duel 3/31/2010
46. The Flower 1/2/2015
47. The High Road In Winter 3/31/2010
48. The Last Flower 3/31/2010
49. The Memorial 3/31/2010
50. The Name 1/3/2003
51. The Night 1/3/2003
52. The Poet 3/31/2010
53. The Prophet 1/3/2003
54. The Roussalka 3/31/2010
55. The Singer 1/3/2003
56. The Song Of The Kasak 3/31/2010
57. The Talisman 1/3/2003
58. The Upas Tree 1/3/2003
59. The Vision 3/31/2010
60. The Water-Nymph 11/22/2014
61. The Wish 1/3/2003
62. Thou And You 3/31/2010
63. Thoughts 3/31/2010
64. To ---- 1/21/2003
65. To Chadaev 3/31/2010
66. To Lily 3/31/2010
67. To My Friends 1/3/2003
68. To Natasha 3/31/2010
69. To The Don 3/31/2010
70. To... (Kern) 3/31/2010
71. Under A Portrait Of Jukowsky 3/31/2010
72. Under The Blue Skies... 3/31/2010
73. Upon The Hills Of Georgia 3/31/2010
74. Why Feed The Early Signs Of Boredom? 3/31/2010
75. Winter Evening 3/31/2010
Best Poem of Alexander Sergeyevich Pushkin

I Loved You

I loved you, and I probably still do,
And for a while the feeling may remain...
But let my love no longer trouble you,
I do not wish to cause you any pain.
I loved you; and the hopelessness I knew,
The jealousy, the shyness - though in vain -
Made up a love so tender and so true
As may God grant you to be loved again.


Translated by Genia Gurarie, 11/10/95

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To My Friends

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 intently.
So, play and sing, friends of my years!
Lose very quickly passing evening,
And, at your heedless joy and singing,
I will be smiling through my tears.

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