Impromtu On Ogareva

Poem By Alexander Sergeyevich Pushkin

Before you, silently I sway.
I feel so anxious when you’re near me,
In vain, I cast a glance your way:
I’m sure that I will never say,
What I’m imagining so freely.

Comments about Impromtu On Ogareva

No hesitation though to let his pen say what his lips won't- -haven't we all been in this position?


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