Semyon Yakovlevich Nadson. (№ 261115)

What will I give them what I give them?
The idea?.. Oh, I thought my deeply despise;
Not her in the heavy darkness of the road indicate
Not her hoping to show off his native land.
What do you mean my idea before this evil power,
Before the groan of misery, before the voice of anguish?
She fainted under the painful cross,
She is torn by grief and doubt.