Alexander Pushkin


Resigned Love

by Alexander Pushkin

Thee I loved; not yet love perhaps is
In my heart entirely quenched
But trouble let it thee no more;
Thee to grieve with nought I wish.
Silent, hopeless thee I loved,
By fear tormented, now by jealousy;
So sincere my love, so tender,
May God the like thee grant from another.


Copyright 1888
Translator: Translated from the Russian, By Ivan Panin
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