Her eyes - Pushkin

She's sweet - say between us -
Court knights storm,
And we can with southern stars
compare, especially poetry,
Her eyes Circassian.
She owns them safely,
They lit a fire come on;
But, himself admits, Does it work
My eyes Olenina!
What a thoughtful in their genius,
And how many children's simplicity,
And how many languid expressions,
And how much bliss and dreams!..
Downcast them with a smile Lola -
They modest Graces celebration;
Lift - Angel Raphael
So contemplate the deity.

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Mikhail Lermontov
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