Nikolai Stepanovich Gumilev. (№ 165025)

Oh, yellowing leaves
In the evening walls of libraries,
When thoughts are so pure,
And the dust drunker than a drug!
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So many secrets stores love
So pain old tomb!
It seems clear to me that the blood
Spot a page.
And the turn is accompanied by the crown;
And the burden of life - an evil burden...
But before that, reader,
Relentless as time!