Nikolay Alekseyevich Nekrasov
Nikolay Alekseyevich Nekrasov Poems
|1.||The Russian Soldier||5/27/2014|
|2.||Ye Songs Of Mine!||4/19/2010|
|3.||What The Sleepless Grandam Thinks||4/19/2010|
|4.||Thoughts At A Vestibule||1/1/2004|
|7.||On The Day Of Gogol's Death||1/1/2004|
|9.||The Love Letter||4/19/2010|
|10.||The Songs Of Siberian Exiles||4/19/2010|
|12.||I Shall Soon Fall Prey To Rot||1/1/2004|
I Shall Soon Fall Prey To Rot
I shall soon fall prey to rot.
Though it's hard to die, it's good to die;
I shall ask for no one's pity,
And there's no one who would pity me.
With my lyre I won no glory
For my noble family name;
And I die as distant from my people
As the day that I began to live.
Ties of friendship, unions of the heart-
All are broken: from my youth,
Fate has sent me foes implacable,
While my friends all perished in the struggle.
Their prophetic songs were left unfinished,
They fell victim to misfortune, were betrayed
In the bloom of life; and now their ...