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C.D. Warner, et al., comp.  The Library of the World’s Best Literature.
An Anthology in Thirty Volumes.  1917.
 
Ya Perezhil Svoï Zhelanya
By Alexander Pushkin (1799–1837)
 
Translation of John Pollen

I’VE overlived aspirings,
  My fancies I disdain;
The fruit of hollow-heartedness,
  Sufferings alone remain.
 
’Neath cruel storms of Fate        5
  With my crown of bay,
A sad and lonely life I lead,
  Waiting my latest day.
 
Thus, struck by latter cold
  While howls the wintry wind,        10
Trembles upon the naked bough
  The last leaf left behind.
 
 
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