Laisa Venus, dedicating her mirror

Here are my mirror - take it, Kiprida!
The goddess of beauty is beautiful vvek,
Grizzled time not afraid of her resentment:
She - not a mortal man;
But I, pokorstvuâ fate,
Unable to ripen themselves in transparent glass
us he, which I was,
us he, which now.

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Alexander Pushkin
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