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Alexander Pushkin

Collected Works

Parallel Russian Text
and English Translation

Edited by
Eugene Gorny

Параллельные тексты РВБ || RVB Parallel Texts

Russian Virtual Library
2022

V. 1

Table of Contents

From the editor

• Poems
• Narrative poems
• Tales in verse
• Novel in verse
• Drama
• Prose
• Non-fiction

Poems

1815

Старик («Уж я не тот любовник страстный...»)

Old Man (“I'm not that lover, filled with passion...”) (Andrey Kneller)

Роза («Где наша роза...»)

The Rose (“Where is our rose, friends?..”) (Thomas Budd Shaw)

1816

Певец («Слыхали ль вы за рощей глас ночной...»)

The Singer (“And have you heard the singer in the night?..”) (Henry S. Drinker)

Друзьям («Богами вам еще даны...»)

To friends (“Today your gods do not deny you...”) (Andrey Kneller)

Пробуждение («Мечты, мечты...»)

Awakening (“Dreams, dreams...”) (Dimitri Derkatch)

Экспромт на Огареву («В молчанье пред тобой сижу...»)

Impromptu on Ogareva (“Before you, silently I sway...”) (Andrey Kneller)

Окно («Недавно темною порою...»)

The Window (“In recent days when shade has tarried...”) (Rupert Moreton)

Наездники («Уж полем всадники спешат...»)

The Riders (“Upon the fields the dark night spread...”) (Rupert Moreton)

Месяц («Зачем из облака выходишь...»)

The Moon (“Why do you slip the haze’s capture...”) (Rupert Moreton)

Желание («Я слезы лью; мне слезы утешенье...»)

A Wish (“My days still linger, slow and rough...”) (Andrey Kneller)

A Wish (“My days slowly drag on...”) (Henry Iva)

1817

К *** («Не спрашивай, зачем унылой думой...»)

To *** (“Don’t ask me why, alone in dismal thought...”) (Andrey Kneller)

Вольность. Ода («Беги, сокройся от очей...»)

Ode to Liberty (“Listless Cytherean princess, sing...”) (A. Z. Foreman)

Она («Печален ты; признайся, что с тобой...»)

She (“Confess to me, what’s wrong. You’re in dejection...”) (Andrey Kneller)

1818

К Чаадаеву («Любви, надежды, тихой славы...»)

To Chaadaev (“Not long we basked in the illusion...”) (Babette Deutsch)

To Chaadaev (“Not long did youth's vain hopes delude us...”) (Irina Zheleznova)

To Chaadaev (“The lies of fame and love’s resolve...”) (Andrey Kneller)

To Chaadaev (“Of love, of hope, of quiet glory...”) (Dimitri Derkatch)

На Карамзина («В его «Истории» изящность, простота...»)

Karamzin (“In his bright “History”, simplicity and arts...”) (Yevgeny Bonver)

1819

NN (В. В. Энгельгардту) («Я ускользнул от Эскулапа...»)

To N. N. (<To V.V. Engelgart>) (“From Aesculapius escaping...”) (Babette Deutsch)

Деревня («Приветствую тебя, пустынный уголок...»)

The Countryside (“Hail, solitary corner...”) (Nicholas S. Racheotes)

Веселый пир («Я люблю вечерний пир...»)

Gay Feast (“I love the festive board...”) (Babette Deutsch)

Лиле («Лила, Лила! я страдаю...»)

To Lily (“Lily, Lily! I am sighing...”) (Andrey Kneller)

Возрождение («Художник-варвар кистью сонной...»)

Artist (“The lazy artist-boor is blacking...”) (Yevgeny Bonver)

1820

К *** («Зачем безвременную скуку...»)

To *** (“Why feed the early signs of boredom...”) (Andrey Kneller)

«Погасло дневное светило...»

“Light wanes, in sudden haste retreating...” (Irina Zheleznova)

Нереида («Среди зеленых волн, лобзающих Тавриду...»)

A Nereid (“Among the glaucous waves that kiss gold Tauris' beaches...”) (Babette Deutsch and Avrahm Yarmolinsky)

A Nereid (“Below the dawn-flushed sky, where the green billow lies...”) (Babette Deutsch)

Nereida (“Among the green sea waves, that kissed Tavrida...”) (Galina Devyatkina)

«Редеет облаков летучая гряда...»

“The heavy clouds at length are scattering...” (Maud F. Jerrold)

“The flying wrack of clouds grows flimsier far...” (Avril Pyman)

1821

«Я пережил свои желанья...»

“I have endured my desire...” (Lada Slobodyanik)

“I've lived to bury my desires...” (Maurice Baring)

“I’ve lived to see desire vanish...” (Andrey Kneller)

«Умолкну скоро я!.. Но если в день печали...»

“I will be silenced soon!..” (Andrey Kneller)

«Мой друг, забыты мной следы минувших лет..»

“My friend, I have forgotten all that’s passed...” (Andrey Kneller)

Десятая заповедь («Добра чужого не желать...»)

The Tenth Commandment (“Don’t covet goods of other beings...”) (Andrey Kneller)

1822

Песнь о вещем Олеге («Как ныне сбирается вещий Олег...»)

Song of the Wise Prince Oleg (“The wise Prince Oleg has set out to repay...”) (Yuri Menis)

The Lay of the Wise Oleg (“Wise Oleg to the war he hath bouned him again...”) (Thomas B. Shaw)

The Song of Wise Oleg (“Oleg, the wise Prince, roused to arm...”) (A. L. Pogosky)

Узник («Сижу за решеткой в темнице сырой...»)

Captive (“Trapped behind bars, in dampness I dwell...”) (Andrey Kneller)

The Captive (“A captive, alone in a dungeon I dwell...”) (Irina Zheleznova)

Prisoner (“I'm sitting by bars in the damp blackened cell...”) (Yevgeny Bonver)

The Prisoner (“I sit behind bars in the dankest of blocks...”) (Rachel Douglas)

Prisoner (“I sit in a dungeon with a downcast face...”) (Alexander Shaumyan)

1823

Птичка («В чужбине свято наблюдаю...»)

The Little Bird (“Here in a foreign land...”) (A. S. Kline)

The Little Bird (“Away from home, I reverently observe...”) (Rachel Douglas)

The Little Bird (“In my exile I observe the sacred...”) (Alex Cigale)

Ночь («Мой голос для тебя и ласковый и томный...»)

Night (“My voice, to which love lends a tenderness and yearning...”) (Irina Zheleznova)

Демон («В те дни, когда мне были новы...»)

Daemon (“In days gone by, when all of life's...”) (A. Z. Foreman)

The Demon (“In those days, when life’s displays...”) (A. S. Kline)

«Свободы сеятель пустынный...»

“With freedom's seed the desert sowing...” (Babette Deutsch and Avrahm Yarmolinsky)

Freedom`s Seed (“With freedom's seed across the land...”) (A. Z. Foreman)

“Of desert lands the freedom planter...” (Evgenia Sarkisyants)

Телега жизни («Хоть тяжело подчас в ней бремя...»)

The Coach of Life (“Though often somewhat heavy-freighted...”) (Babette Deutsch)

The Wagon of Life (“Whatever heavy load it carries...”) (A. Z. Foreman)

1824

«Все кончено: меж нами связи нет...»

“All’s finished: you and I are fractured...” (Andrey Kneller)

К морю («Прощай, свободная стихия!..»)

To the Sea (“Unfettered element! Farewell...”) (A. Z. Foreman)

To the Sea (“Farewell, O Blue Domain of Freedom!..”) (Yuri Menis)

To the Sea (“Farewell to you, unharnessed Ocean!..”) (Babette Deutsch)

To the Sea (“Farewell, free element, o Sea!..”) (Genia Gurarie)

Farewell to the Sea (“Farewell, ye proudly rolling waters...”) (Irina Zheleznova)

Виноград («Не стану я жалеть о розах...»)

Grapes (“I shall not miss the roses, fading...”) (Babette Deutsch)

Фонтану Бахчисарайского дворца («Фонтан любви, фонтан живой!..»)

To the Fountain of Bakhchisarai (“Two roses do I bring to thee...”) (Irina Zheleznova)

To the Fountain of the Palace of the Bakchisarai (“The stream of love, the stream alive...”) (Yevgeny Bonver)

«Ненастный день потух; ненастной ночи мгла...»

“Day’s rain is done. The rainy mist of night...” (Cecil Maurice Bowra)

“Bleak day has petered out. The bleak night soon...” (A. Z. Forman)

«Лизе страшно полюбить...»

“Lisa is afraid to love...” (Andrey Kneller)

1825

Сожженное письмо

The Burned Letter (“Farewell, letter of love! farewell: it’s her desire...”) (Yevgeny Bonver)

The Burned Letter (“Farewell, letter of love! Farewell: she has bade...”) (Henry Iva)

К *** («Я помню чудное мгновенье...»)

To... (“I still recall a wonder vision...”) (A. Z. Foreman)

To A. P. Kern (“I call to mind a moment’s glory...”) (Cecil Maurice Bowra)

To *** (“That stellar moment I remember...”) (Rupert Moreton)

To *** (“I remember the marvellous moment...”) (A. S. Kline)

To *** (“I still recall the wondrous moment...”) (Andrey Kneller)

To *** (“The wondrous moment of our meeting…”) (Genia Gurarie)

To *** (“O wondrous moment! There before me...”) (Irina Zheleznova)

“So clearly I remember seeing...” (Nicholas Slonimsky)

«Если жизнь тебя обманет...»

“If by life you were deceived...” (Andrey Kneller)

“Should ill-fortune cause you sadness...” (Evgenia Sarkisyants)

“Should this life sometime deceive you...” (Genia Gurarie)

Вакхическая песня («Что смолкнул веселия глас?..»)

Bacchanal Song (“Why, revelry's voice, are you still?..”) (Irina Zheleznova)

Зимний вечер («Буря мглою небо кроет...»)

Winter Evening (“Storm clouds dim the sky; the tempest...”) (Babette Deutsch)

Winter Evening (To His Old Nurse) (“In black skies a storm is streaming...”) (Cecil Maurice Bowra)

Winter Evening (“The storm wind covers the sky...”) (G. R. Ledger)

Winter Evening (“Storm has set the heavens scowling...”) (Walter Arndt)

Winter Evening (“O'er the earth a storm is prowling...”) (Irina Zheleznova)

Winter Evening (“The storm covers skies in darkness...”) (Yevgeny Bonver)

«О муза пламенной сатиры!..»

“O blazing Muse of pure satire!..” (Andrey Kneller)

Движение («Движенья нет, сказал мудрец брадатый...»)

Motion (“One bearded sage concluded: there's no motion...”) (Andrey Kneller)

1826

«Под небом голубым страны своей родной...»

“Beneath the azure of her native skies she drooped...” (Babette Deutsch)

On the Death of Amalia Riznich (“Beneath blue skies of her own country, she...”) (Cecil Maurice Bowra)

“Beneath the azure heaven of her native land...” (Rupert Moreton)

К Вяземскому («Так море, древний душегубец...»)

To Vyazemsky (“It seems the sea, that scourge of ages...”) (Alan Myers)

Признание («Я вас люблю, — хоть я бешусь...»)

Confession (“I love you, though I rage at it...”) (Babette Deutsch)

Confession (“I love you, — though I rage anew...”) (Andrey Kneller)

Confession (“Oh, I love you, I'm mad with rage...”) (Lada Slobodyanik)

Confession (“I love you, though I rage at it...”) (Katharena Eiermann)

Confession (“I love you though with rage I seethe...”) (Yuri Menis)

Confession (“I love you — though it makes me beat...”) (Genia Gurarie)

Пророк («Духовной жаждою томим...»)

The Prophet (“I dragged my flesh through desert gloom...”) (Babette Deutsch and Avrahm Yarmolinsky)

The Prophet (“My spirit was athirst for grace...”) (A. Z. Foreman)

The Prophet (“With fainting soul athirst for Grace...”) (Maurice Baring)

The Prophet (“We’re mired by thirst for sacred things...”) (Rupert Moreton)

The Prophet (“Longing for spiritual springs...”) (Yevgeny Bonver)

The Prophet (“My lonely heart athirst, I trod...”) (Irina Zheleznova)

The Prophet (“Crazed by my soul’s thirst...”) (Ted Hughes)

The Prophet (“Tormented by spiritual thirst...”) (Dmitrii Obolensky)

The Prophet (“When, pained with spiritual thirst...”) (Philip Nikolayev)

Няне («Подруга дней моих суровых...»)

To My Nanny (“Dear doting sweetheart of my childhood...”) (Avril Pyman)

“A friend of my severe days...” (Vladimir Panarin)

Стансы («В надежде славы и добра...»)

Stanzas to Tsar Nicholas I (“In hopes of glory and good will...”) (A. Z. Foreman)

Зимняя дорога («Сквозь волнистые туманы...»)

Winter Journey (“Down through shivering fog, the moon now...”) (A. Z. Foreman)

The Winter Road (“Through the misty billows’ fingers...”) (Rupert Moreton)

Wintry Road (“Slow the moon, embraced by shadow...”) (Irina Zheleznova)

1827

«Во глубине сибирских руд...»

Message to Siberia (“Deep down in the Siberian mine...”) (Cecil Maurice Bowra)

Message to Siberia (“Deep in the Siberian mine...”) (Babette Deutsch)

“Deep in Siberia`s mines, let naught...” (Irina Zheleznova)

“In far Siberia`s deepest soil...” (Rachel Douglas)

Соловей и роза («В безмолвии садов, весной, во мгле ночей...»)

The Nightingale and the Rose (“In gardens’ silence, in benighted dark of spring...”) (Rupert Moreton)

A Nightingale and a Rose (“In gardens’ muteness, in spring, in the nights’ mist...”) (Yevgeny Bonver)

«Есть роза дивная: она...»

“Fronting amazed Cythera grows...” (R. M. Hewitt)

«В степи мирской, печальной и безбрежной...»

Three Springs (“Three springs in life's unbroken joyless desert...”) (Avrahm Yarmolinsky)

Three Springs (“Three springs in life's immense and joyless desert...”) (Babette Deutsch)

Three Springs (“O’er the world’s plain that stretches vastly, sadly...”) (Maud F. Jerrold)

Арион («Нас было много на челне...»)

Arion (“We numbered many in the ship...”) (Babette Deutsch)

Arion (“We many were who filled the boat...”) (Irina Zheleznova)

Arion (“A lot of us were on the bark...”) (Yevgeny Bonver)

Ангел («В дверях эдема ангел нежный...»)

Angel (“At Eden’s gateway, downward spying...”) (Cecil Maurice Bowra)

Angel (“At Eden’s gates an angel gentle...”) (Rupert Moreton)

Angel (“By gates of Eden, Angel, gentle...”) (Yevgeny Bonver)

«Какая ночь! Мороз трескучий...»

“Oh what a night! There’s biting frost...” (Andrey Kneller)

Поэт («Пока не требует поэта...»)

The Poet (“Until the poet hears Apollo’s...”) (Cecil Maurice Bowra)

The Poet (“While the poet is not required...”) (Nick Derkatch and Dimitri Derkatch)

The Poet (“Until the poet’s summoned thus...”) (Andrey Kneller)

Талисман («Там, где море вечно плещет...»)

Talisman (“Where sea waves crash against...”) (Andrey Kneller)

Talisman (“There in the land where the waves...”) (A. S. Kline)

Talisman (“Where fierce the surge with awful bellow...”) (George Borrow)

Talisman (“There, where seas are ever crashing...”) (Nick Derkatch and Dimitri Derkatch)

Talisman (“Where the sea forever dances...”) (Katharena Eiermann)

Talisman (“Where the sea — eternal stormer...”) (Genia Gurarie)

1828

To Dawe, Esqr («Зачем твой дивный карандаш...»)

To Dawe, Esq (“Why would your sublime pencil draw...”) (A. Z. Foreman)

Воспоминание («Когда для смертного умолкнет шумный день...»)

Remembrance (“When din of day for mortals softly ends..”) (A. Z. Foreman)

Remembrance (“When noisy day at last is quieted...”) (Babette Deutsch)

Remembrance (“When trade and traffic and all the noise of town...”) (R. M. Hewitt)

Memory (“When the noisy day quiets down...”) (Jenny Wade)

Ты и вы («Пустое вы сердечным ты...»)

Tu and Vous (“A cordial tu for empty vous...”) (Randi Anderson)

«Дар напрасный, дар случайный...»

“Gift haphazard, unavailing...” (Cecil Maurice Bowra)

“Futile gift, so unexpected...” (Robin Kallsen)

“Based on pure chance, a useless gift...” (U. R. Bowie)

“Life, the gift so idle and random...” (Natasha Gotskaya)

«Не пой, красавица, при мне...»

“Sing, lovely one, I beg, no more...” (Irina Zheleznova)

Портрет («С своей пылающей душой...»)

Portrait (“When she, that soul of fire, appears...”) (Babette Deutsch)

Предчувствие («Снова тучи надо мною...»)

Foreboding (“Once again the storm-clouds hover...”) (Cecil Maurice Bowra)

Утопленник («Прибежали в избу дети...»)

Drowned (“Children run into their izba...”) (Genia Gurarie)

«Город пышный, город бедный...»

“Splendid city, beggared city...” (Rupert Moreton)

“City of splendour, city of poor...” (Anthony Wood)

Анчар («В пустыне чахлой и скупой...»)

Antiar (“On sands where sunshine is a curse...”) (Irina Zheleznova)

The Upas Tree (“In the niggard, sickly desert...”) (Babette Deutsch)

The Upas Tree (“On scorched and conflagrated sands...”) (A. Z. Foreman)

The Upas Tree (“Deep in the desert's misery...”) (Katharena Eiermann)

Anchar (“In desert, withered and burned...”) (Yevgeny Bonver)

Anchar (“In a barren desert, the scanty land...”) (Lyudmila Purgina)

Цветок («Цветок засохший, безуханный...»)

The Flower (“The flower, very dry and scentless...”) (Yevgeny Bonver)

Flower (“A withered flower lies forgotten...”) (Andrey Kneller)

The Flower (“The dried flower, now bereft of scent...”) (Anthony Phillips)

Поэт и толпа («Поэт по лире вдохновенной...»)

The Poet and the Crowd («The poet strummed a soulful lyre...») (David Mark Bennett)

Poet And Crowd (Fragment) (“Go away! The poet blameless...”) (Yevgeny Bonver)

Щербинину («Житье тому, мой милый друг...»)

To Scherbinin (“‘Tis bliss for him, friends of my life...”) (Yevgeny Bonver)

1829

«Подъезжая под Ижоры...»

“When approaching River Inger...” (Rupert Moreton)

Приметы («Я ехал к вам: живые сны...»)

The tokens of superstition (“I drove to you: my dreams were bright...”) (Yevgeny Bonver)

«На холмах Грузии лежит ночная мгла...»

“Upon the hills of Georgia lies the haze of night...” (Irina Zheleznova)

“The hills of Georgia greet the gloomy night....” (Andrey Kneller)

“The hills of Georgia are engulfed by shades of night...” (Yuri Menis)

“The dark of night is lying on the Georgian hills...” (Rupert Moreton)

“Over the Georgian hills the night her mantle throws...” (Vivian de Sola Pinto)

“On the hills of Georgia, darkness...” (A. S. Kline)

“On the hills of Georgia lies the darkness of the night...” (Dimitri Derkatch)

“On hills of Georgia lies the covering of night...” (Genia Gurarie)

Из Гафиза («Не пленяйся бранной славой...»)

Lovely youth (“Lovely youth, when war drums rattle...”) (Babette Deutsch)

«Зима. Что делать нам в деревне? Я встречаю...»

“Here's winter. Far from town, what shall we do? I question...” (Babette Deutsch)

Зимнее утро («Мороз и солнце; день чудесный!..»)

Winter Morning (“Miraculous morning! Frost and sun!..”) (Cecil Maurice Bowra)

Winter Morning (“Snow, frost and sunshine — lovely morning!..”) (Irina Zheleznova)

Winter Morning (“Cold frost and sunshine: day of wonder!..”) (Andrey Kneller)

Winter Morning (“Frost and the sun; a splendid morning!..”) (Alexander Shaumyan)

Winter Morning (“Hard frost and sunshine — a day of pleasure!..”) (Vyacheslav Chistyakov)

«Я вас любил: любовь еще, быть может...»

“I loved you once; the flames that burned before...” (Dmitri Manin)

“I loved you, once: and love, it could well be...” (A. Z. Foreman)

“I loved you once, and in my soul maybe...” (Cecil Maurice Bowra)

“I loved you; and perhaps I love you still...” (Babette Deutsch)

“I loved you: and, it may be, from my soul...” (Yevgeny Bonver)

“I loved you: and perhaps this flame...” (Andrey Kneller)

“I loved you, and that love to die refusing...” (Irina Zheleznova)

“I loved you: love may not have died...” (A. S. Kline)

“I used to love you: and perhaps love lingers...” (Rupert Moreton)

“I loved Thou... Yet the love, may be...” (Alexandr Bayever)

“I loved you once, and still, perhaps, love’s yearning...” (Julian Henry Lowenfeld)

“I loved you, and that love, once flaming stronger...” (Yuri Perseus)

“I was in love with you, but, may be, dear...” (Lada Slobodyanik)

“I loved you; even now I may confess...” (Katharena Eiermann)

“I loved you; and I probably still do...” (Genia Gurarie)

«Брожу ли я вдоль улиц шумных...»

Stanzas (“When down the loud streets I go straying...”) (Cecil Maurice Bowra)

“Along the noisy streets I wander...” (Babette Deutsch)

“If I walk the noisy streets...” (G. R. Ledger)

“When down the noisy streets I’m walking...” (Rupert Moreton)

Кавказ («Кавказ подо мною. Один в вышине...»)

The Caucasus (“Below me the silver-capped Caucasus lies...”) (Irina Zheleznova)

«Когда твои младые лета...»

“When loud cacophony’s defaming...” (Rupert Moreton)

Сапожник (Притча) (“Картину раз высматривал сапожник...”)

Shoemaker (A Parable) (“Once a shoemaker, on the art’s creation...”) (Yevgeny Bonver)

1830

Циклоп («Язык и ум теряя разом...»)

Cyclops (“At once my speech and mind are glazing...”) (Rupert Moreton)

Cyclops (“My sense and speech at once erasing...”) (Evgenia Sarkisyants)

«Что в имени тебе моем?..»

“What means my name to you?..” (Irina Zheleznova)

“What's in my name for you?..” (A. Z. Foreman)

“What's in my name? It's soulless...” (Andrey Kneller)

“So, what then is my name to you?..” (Rupert Moreton)

«Когда в объятия мои...»

“When in my arms your slender beauty...” (Babette Deutsch)

“When in my arms your slender form...” (Irina Zheleznova)

“When I enclose your slender form...” (Rupert Moreton)

“When I embrace...” (Henry Iva)

Поэту («Поэт! не дорожи любовию народной...»)

To the Poet (“Poet, be deaf to popular acclaim...”) (Babette Deutsch)

To the Poet (“Poet, though people praise you, don’t feel proud...”) (Andrey Kneller)

To the Poet (“O poet! Chase not after foolish adulation...”) (Rupert Moreton)

Мадона («Не множеством картин старинных мастеров...»)

Madonna (“Not by old masters, rich on crowded walls...”) (Babette Deutsch and Avrahm Yarmolinsky)

Madonna (“I’ve never wished to decorate my mean abode...”) (Rupert Moreton)

Бесы («Мчатся тучи, вьются тучи...»)

Devils (“Storm-clouds whirl and storm-clouds scurry...”) (Cecil Maurice Bowra)

Evil Spirits (“The clouds are scurrying and spinning...”) (Babette Deutsch)

Devils (“Storm-clouds hurtle, storm-clouds hover...”) (Genia Gurarie)

Demons (“Clouds are whirling, clouds are swirling...”) (Irina Henderson)

Demons (“Spinning storm-clouds, rushing storm-clouds...”) (Irina Zheleznova)

Элегия («Безумных лет угасшее веселье...»)

Elegy (“The mirth, now dead, that once was madly bubbling...”) (Babette Deutsch)

Elegy (“Extinguished gaiety of years, which sunk in madness...”) (Yevgeny Bonver)

Elegy (“From the elation of the years that faded...”) (Andrey Kneller)

Elegy (“As leaden as the aftermath of wine...”) (Hon. M. Baring)

Elegy (“Of madness years the faded joy and laughter...”) (Evgenia Sarkisyants)

Труд («Миг вожделенный настал: окончен мой труд многолетний...»)

Work (“Here is the long-bided hour: the labor of years is accomplished...”) (Babette Deutsch and Avrahm Yarmolinsky)

«Глухой глухого звал к суду судьи глухого...»

“The deaf once called the deaf to the deaf judge – right now...” (Yevgeny Bonver)

Прощание («В последний раз твой образ милый...»)

“For the last time I risk caresses...” (Cecil Maurice Bowra)

“For one last time my thought embraces...” (Babette Deutsch)

«Румяный критик мой, насмешник толстопузый...»

“My critic, rosy-gilled, as quick as thought to offer...” (Babette Deutsch)

Заклинание («О, если правда, что в ночи...»)

The Invocation (“Oh if it's true that in the night...”) (A. Z. Foreman)

The Invocation (“Oh, if it’s true that in the night...”) (Anthony Phillips)

Стихи, сочиненные ночью во время бессонницы

Verses Written During а Sleepless Night (“Sleep I cannot find, nor light...”) (Babette Deutsch and Avrahm Yarmolinsky)

Verses, Composed During a Sleepless Night (“I can’t sleep, the light is out...”) (Andrey Kneller)

Night Piece (“I can’t sleep, and there’s no light...”) (Vivian de Sola Pinto)

«Для берегов отчизны дальной...»

“Abandoning an alien country...” (Babette Deutsch)

Due Time (“Bound for your distant homeland's shore...”) (A. Z. Foreman)

“Bound for your distant home...” (A. S. Kline)

“For shores of home, so sweet but distant...” (Yevgeny Bonver)

“For distant shores of homeland...” (Anthony Phillips)

Дельвигу («Мы рождены, мой брат названый...»)

To Delvig (“Our births, for we are too like brothers...”) (Rupert Moreton)

1831

«Перед гробницею святой...»

“With head inclined, I stand before...” (Rupert Moreton)

Эхо («Ревет ли зверь в лесу глухом...»)

Echo (“If beasts within a silent forest moan...”) (Michael Mesic)

«Нет, я не дорожу мятежным наслажденьем...»

“No, never think, my dear, that in my heart I treasure...” (Babette Deutsch)

1832

Красавица («Всё в ней гармония, всё диво...»)

The Beauty (“All harmony, all marvel, she...”) (Hon. M. Baring)

To the Beauty (“She’s all just harmony and wonder...”) (Yevgeny Bonver)

1833

«Не дай мне бог сойти с ума...»

“Take not away my wits, o God!..” (Cecil Maurice Bowra)

1834

«Пора, мой друг, пора! покоя сердце просит...»

“’Tis time, my friend, ’tis time! For rest the heart is aching...” (Cecil Maurice Bowra)

“’'Tis time, my friend, `tis time! For rest the heart is crying...” (Babette Deutsch)

“'Tis time, my friend, 'tis time! The heart to peace aspires...” (Avril Pyman)

“My friend, it’s time! The heart demands a break...” (Andrey Kneller)

“It’s time my friends, it’s time. We long for peace...” (Robert Chandler)

“It’s time, my friend: it’s time! The heart wants rest...” (A. S. Kline)

1835

Туча («Последняя туча рассеянной бури!..»)

The Cloud (“Last cloud of a storm that is scattered and over...”) (Cecil Maurice Bowra)

Storm-cloud (“O storm-cloud, the tempest's survival, alone...”) (Irina Zheleznova)

The Cloud (“The last one of clouds of scattered a tempest..”) (Yevgeny Bonver)

«...Вновь я посетил...»

“I visited again...” (Babette Deutsch)

“Life again has brought...” (Rupert Moreton)

«Я думал, сердце позабыло...»

“I thought my heart had lost the power...” (Vivian de Sola Pinto)

1836

Мирская власть («Когда великое свершалось торжество...»)

Secular Power (“When the supreme event had come to pass, and He...”) (Babette Deutsch)

Worldly Power (“When final triumph was accomplished there at last...”) (Rupert Moreton)

«Отцы пустынники и жены непорочны...»

“The eremites of old, all of the world unspotted...” (Babette Deutsch)

A Prayer (“Hermits and blameless women full of Grace...”) (Hon. M. Baring)

“The elders-anchorites and ever-sinless maidens...” (Yevgeny Bonver)

«Когда за городом, задумчив, я брожу...»

“When, lost in thought, I roam beyond the city`s bounds...” (Babette Deutsch)

«Напрасно я бегу к сионским высотам...»

“In vain I seek to flee to Zion's lofty height...” (Babette Deutsch)

«Я памятник себе воздвиг нерукотворный...»

Monument (“I’ve built my monument, but not with hands I made it...”) (Cecil Maurice Bowra)

Exegi Monumentum (“I have erected a monument to myself...”) (Babette Deutsch)

Exegi Monumentum (“I've reared a monument not built by human hands...”) (A. Z. Foreman)

Exegi Monumentum (“I have erected a monument to myself...”) (Dylan M. Thomas)

Exegi Monumentum (“Not made by human hand my pillar-like creation...”) (Anatoly Berlin)

Exegi Monumentum (“A monument, unforged, I for myself erected...”) (Boris Leyvi)

Exegi Monumentum (“A monument I've raised not built with hands...”) (Avril Pyman)

Narrative poems

Tales in verse

Novel in verse

Drama

Prose

Non-fiction

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