TO*** (Why bezvremyannuyu boredom…)

Why bezvremyannuyu boredom
Ask sinister Duma,
And the inevitable separation
Disheartened timid expected?
And so the day of suffering!
One, in the silence of empty fields,
Thou shalt call memories
Lost thee days!
Then exile and the grave,
Unhappy! will you be ready
Buy a word virgin cute,
Though slight noise of her footsteps.

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