Pskov churches and monasteries

I still remember that amazing moment. Pskov churches and monasteries, A collection of poetry from Russia, civilian houses, merchant chambers A Confession.


I love you - love you, e'en as I
Rage at myself for this obsession,
And as I make my shamed confession,
Despairing at your feet I lie.
I know, I know - It ill becomes me,
I am too old, time to be wise ...


But how? ... This love - it overcomes me,
A sickness this in passion's guise.
When you are near I'm filled with sadness,
When far, I yawn, for life's a bore.
I must pour out this love, this madness,
There's nothing that I long for more!


When your shirts rustle, when, my angel,
Your girlish voice I hear, when your
Light step sounds in the parlour - strangely,
I turn confused, perturbed, unsure.
Your frown - and I'm in pain, I languish;
You smile - and joy defeats distress;


My one reward for a day's anguish
Comes when your, pale hand, love, I kiss.
When you sit, bent over your sewing,
Your eaes cast down and fine curls blowing.
About your face, with tenderness
I like childlike watch, my heart o'erflowing


With love, in my gaze a caress.
Shall I my jealousy and yearning
Describe, my bitterness and woe
When by yourself on some bleak morning
Off on a distant walk you go,
Or with another spend the evening


And, with him near, the piano play,
Or for Opochka leave, or, grieving
Weep and in silence, pass the day? ...
Alina! Pray relent have mercy!
I dore not ask for love - with all
My many sins, both great and small,


I am perhaps of love unworthy! ...
But if feigned love, if you would
Prefend, you'd easily deceive me,
For happily would I, believe me,
Deceive myself if but I could!

A. Pushkin


Pskov churches and monasteries Olga Bergholts




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