Apollon Aleksandrovich Grigoryev. (№ 311119)
The evening is sultry, the wind howls,
Howls of the yard dog;
Heart aches, aches, aches,
Like tooth the patient.
The sky misty gray,
The air is so condensed...
The whole breath of cholera,
Death he breathes.
Quote Explanation: 1857.
№ 311119 Added
MegaMozg 15-12-2017 / 23:12
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