Konstantin Nikolaevich Batiushkov

(1787 - 1855 / Russia)

Recovery - Poem by Konstantin Nikolaevich Batiushkov

As a wild flower hangs its head and wilts
Beneath the reaper's killing scythe,
Ill, I awaited my untimely end
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Comments about Recovery by Konstantin Nikolaevich Batiushkov

  • Rookie Danuta Glendenning (9/16/2006 6:21:00 PM)

    I love the melancholy of the Russian soul. Seeing this world without love as a dark and gloomy place (Erebus) which we cross on our way to Hades (Hell) . Why has it always got to be Hades? But he gives that thought a miss when love blooms again. To die of love. How lovely! (Report) Reply

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