Lermontov, Prayer

Prayer At life’s most testing moment, when the grieving heart’s replete, a prayer that is most potent then I call up and repeat. There is a power, suffused with grace, when living words combine, a breath beyond the commonplace, that holds a joy divine. Like dead-weight slipping from the brain now fades my unbelief – …

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Alexander Pushkin, The Wish

The Wish I shed my tears; my tears – my consolation; And I am silent; my murmur is dead, My soul, sunk in a depression’s shade, Hides in its depths the bitter exultation. I don’t deplore my passing dream of life — Vanish in dark, the empty apparition! I care only for my love’s infliction, …

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