Yakov Petrovich Polonsky. (№ 303908)

I l the first will depart from the world forever - you,
Tell me, will go over the edge of the graves,
To tell the heavens of earthly passions was
Incredible in a country of ethereal forces!
We'll both be impressed by your story sky
About this evil land, where my brother asks for bread,
Where is the gold to feud - to madness leads
Where lies all the obvious naive hypocrisy,
Where timid good yourself mercy is waiting
And the truth is so terrible that her heart does not believe
Where hating - I have fought and suffered,
Where you are - loving - languished and suffered;
But -
You tell me I'm not cursed;
But I will say that you are blessed!..