Mikhail Yuryevich Lermontov Alone Poems

  • 1.
    A little oak leaf tore off from its branch
    Was driven o'er the steppe by a cruel gale;
    Dried up and withered from the cold, the heat and sorrow
    It finally alit by the Black Sea shore.
    ...
  • 2.
    In high noon's heat in a Caucasian valley
    I lay quite still, a bullet in my breast;
    The smoke still rose from my deep wound,
    As drop by drop my blood flowed out.
    ...
  • 3.
    He fell, a slave of tinsel-honour,
    A sacrifice to slander's lust;
    The haughty Poet's head, the noblest,
    Bowed on his wounded breast in dust.
    ...
  • 4.
    In noon's heat, in a dale of Dagestan
    With lead inside my breast, stirless I lay;
    The deep wound still smoked on; my blood
    Kept trickling drop by drop away.
    ...
  • 5.
    With love of my own race I cling unto my country,
    Whatever dubious reason may protesting cry;
    The shame alone of all her blood bought glory,
    Her haughty self-assurance, conscious pride,
    ...
  • 6.
    The Poet's dead! - a slave to honor -
    He fell, by rumor slandered,
    Lead in his breast and thirsting for revenge,
    Hanging his proud head!...
    ...
  • 7.
    I feel I'd like to be alone
    with you, friend, if you'll stay:
    my time on earth is nearly gone;
    at least that's what they say.
    ...
  • 8.
    Alone I set out on the road;
    The flinty path is sparkling in the mist;
    The night is still. The desert harks to God,
    And star with star converses.
    ...
Total 8 Alone Poems by Mikhail Yuryevich Lermontov

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