You are passing by without Any smile, eyelashes down,High above in dark, cathedral'sWith a guilded dome towering.How similar your face isTo the image of the virgins,Who do lower eyelashes,Who is lost in evening mists...But...

The ring of sufferingGoing on street, filled with grief and entirely,I lost my youth, and it falled as a night,As a poor beam on the stones falled down,Died out, going after, and jumped aside.My bitter thoughts - all the tatter...

Голос ее - звон капели,Что камень нежно точитТам далеко, где елиИграют с Тишиною.А мысли ее - лотос,Цветущий в чистоте Под водяными аркамиРучья в монастыре.Как розы - поцелуи -Из сумерек являются.Персидский сад - хо...

CleopatraPanopticum is now opened:For one year, the second and the third...The drunken and impudent crowdIs hurrying... to see the coffin board. The empress is there lying behind the glass...She seems to be not dead, and not alive....

The house mute from top of hillsWas looking down to the valleys.But there's a feast today in him -The wine is spilled, the zurna's playing. Gudal his daughter has betrothed,For feast all relatives collected.The bride is sitting bet...

One hope was left for me now:To look in the yard and its hole.It dawns. The cloths're growing whiterIn weak rays of this early morn.I hear - the old such talkings,That were just awakened at bottom.The yellow candles are burning,...

The burned letterFarewell, my letter! Farewell: She said...How long I hesitated! How longMy handRejected burning all my pleasuresIn one time!..But here's the moment! Let's love lettersBe fired.I'm ready; nothing is accepted...

Очарование! Зачем Вы вновь и вновьТак щедро тратите свое богатство?Так, от Природы получив красы огонь,Его Вы расточаете напрасно;А ведь бесплатным был тот щедрый дар.Так почему ж скупитесь Выотдать его пожар,Энергию чарующей л...

And you believed me, ain't you, As the ingenuous Anyesa?What novel can tell and true,How playboy had died, etcetera?Please hear: you are thirty years,Yes, thirty years old - more,I am also much more then twenty;I've seen societ...

Still fine is the grey coloured heaven,Still hopeless is distance space.Still those, who beg a piece of bread here,Are out of pity and grace!Above waters this voice of crowdHad merged into dream of Neva.And wildly screaming: "...