True Love (Trans. A.S. Pushkin) Poem by Pete Crowther

True Love (Trans. A.S. Pushkin)

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I loved you and that love perhaps,
Still lingers somewhere in my heart;
But do not let it trouble you;
I would not wish to grieve you now.
My love was always hopeless, dumb,
A love too bold or timid fails;
But I loved you so tenderly and true,
I pray God grant another so will do.

Wednesday, October 27, 2004
Topic(s) of this poem: hopeless
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Mary Jane Lacsamana 24 February 2006

Excellent! My own feelings put into words by you. Very well expressed. This would be one of my favorites.

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Elena V. Moonray 01 December 2005

Wow! Excellent translation!

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shehla carol 14 July 2005

pete u did a great job! this was one of my favourite poems and u 've made its meaning more clear to me.

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Pete Crowther

Pete Crowther

Hull, East Yorkshire, England
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