Alexander Pushkin

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what means for you

What means for you my simple name? It soon will die as voice of grief -- A wave splash at a distant reef, a stir in wilderness untamed. In pray-for-dead despondent rolls it will leave just the lethal trace that likes the epitaph in lace, which nobody discerns at all. What does it hold? Forgotten whole in new and rebel agitation, it will not give to your young soul the clear and gentle commemorations. But in the sad and silent day you will repeat this name with fervor; There is in whole world, you say, the heart in which I live forever...

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