poet Alexander Sergeyevich Pushkin

Alexander Sergeyevich Pushkin

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Dear Chains

Rose-maiden, no, I do not quarrel
With these dear chains, they don't demean.
The nightingale embushed in laurel,
The sylvan singers' feathered queen,
Does she not bear the same sweet plight?
Near the proud rose's beauty dwelling,
And with her tender anthems thrilling
The dusk of a voluptuous night.

Topic(s) of this poem: love

Poem Submitted: Saturday, November 22, 2014

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  • Khairul AhsanKhairul Ahsan (6/30/2018 10:11:00 PM)

    'And with her tender anthems thrilling
    The dusk of a voluptuous night.' - These two lines are so expressive!

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  • Charlotte RainsCharlotte Rains (6/30/2018 5:40:00 PM)

    Absolutely beautiful! Such a treat to my lips and ears!

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  • Lungelo S MbuyaziLungelo S Mbuyazi (6/30/2018 9:40:00 AM)

    Such a nice write with broad images drawn..

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  • Adrian FlettAdrian Flett (6/30/2018 6:08:00 AM)

    'tender anthems' 'of a voluptuous night' Great imagery

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  • Bernard F. AsuncionBernard F. Asuncion (6/30/2018 3:34:00 AM)

    Such a beautiful poem👍👍👍

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