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Слушать(AI)A Serenade
I watch Inesilla Thy window beneath,
Deep slumbers the villa In night's dusky sheath.
Enamoured I linger, Close mantled, for thee--With sword and with guitar, O look once on me!
Art sleeping?
Wilt wake thee Guitar tones so light?
The argus-eyed greybeard My swift sword shall smite.
The ladder of ropes Throw me fearlessly now!
Dost falter?
Hast thou,
Sweet, Been false to thy vow?
I watch Inesilla Thy window beneath,
Deep slumbers the villa In night's dusky sheath!
Alexander Sergeyevich Pushkin
Alexander Sergeyevich Pushkin was a Russian poet, playwright, and novelist of the Romantic era who is considered by many to be the greatest Russ
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