Poems of Anna Akhmatova

Tell, Have you ever loved? Tell, Have you ever loved?

blackened, twisted log bridge, And there are burdocks

Thank you, inconsolable pain! He died yesterday gray-eyed king.

Youth - a retribution. Ibsen PROLOGUE life - without beginning or end.

Here came the king with a toothed dancing crown.

WITH. Gippius Over the Mountains, forests… Out of town in the fields

Another mysterious spring thrilled, The transparent wind wandered

In the evening came the quiet sun… For museums feet despicable