Ахматова Анна Андреевна
N | Заголовок | Категория | Связанные авторы |
1 | Anno domini (1922) список | Поэзия | |
2 | Answer | Стихотворение | |
3 | Consolation | Стихотворение | |
4 | December 9, 1913 | Стихотворение | |
5 | Escape | Стихотворение | |
6 | Heimkehr (Вторая годовщина) | Стихотворение | |
7 | In Memory of June 19, 1914 | Стихотворение | |
8 | Interieur | Стихотворение | |
9 | July 1914 | Стихотворение | |
10 | May Snow | Стихотворение | |
11 | Parting | Стихотворение | |
12 | Prayer | Стихотворение | |
13 | Sleep | Стихотворение | |
14 | Song about Song | Стихотворение | |
15 | To my dear one | Стихотворение | |
16 | To the Londoners | Стихотворение | |
17 | Unification | Стихотворение | |
18 | Village of the Tsar Statue | Стихотворение | |
19 | White Flock список | Поэзия | |
20 | White House | Стихотворение | |
21 | * * * (Ah! It is you again. You enter in this house) | Стихотворение | |
22 | * * * (All has been taken: strength as well as love) | Стихотворение | |
23 | * * * (All promised him to me) | Стихотворение | |
24 | * * * (All year long you are close to me) | Стихотворение | |
25 | * * * (Ancient city is as if dead) | Стихотворение | |
26 | * * * (Before the spring arrives there are such days) | Стихотворение | |
27 | * * * (Best for me loudly the gaming-poems to say) | Стихотворение | |
28 | * * * (Black road wove ahead of me) | Стихотворение | |
29 | * * * (Bow of moon I see, I see) | Стихотворение | |
30 | * * * (City vanished, the last house's window) | Стихотворение | |
31 | * * * (De profundis... Мое поколенье) | Стихотворение | |
32 | * * * (Did for this, and for this only) | Стихотворение | |
33 | * * * (Did not scold me, did not praise me) | Стихотворение | |
34 | * * * (Divine angel, who betrothed us) | Стихотворение | |
35 | * * * (Every evening I receive) | Стихотворение | |
36 | * * * (From memory of you I will remove that day) | Стихотворение | |
37 | * * * (God is unkind to gardeners and reapers) | Стихотворение | |
38 | * * * (Has my fate really been so altered) | Стихотворение | |
39 | * * * (He walked over fields and over village) | Стихотворение | |
40 | * * * (He was jealous, fearful and tender) | Стихотворение | |
41 | * * * (How can you look at Nieva) | Стихотворение | |
42 | * * * (How I love, how I loved to stare) | Стихотворение | |
43 | * * * (How often did I curse) | Стихотворение | |
44 | * * * (How spacious are these squares) | Стихотворение | |
45 | * * * (I came over to the pine forest) | Стихотворение | |
46 | * * * (I do not count mortal days) | Стихотворение | |
47 | * * * (I dream less of him, dear God be gloried) | Стихотворение | |
48 | * * * (I have ceased and desisted from smiling) | Стихотворение | |
49 | * * * (I have visions of hilly Pavlovsk) | Стихотворение | |
50 | * * * (I know, that you are my reward) | Стихотворение | |
51 | * * * (Immortelle's dry and pink. On the fresh heaven) | Стихотворение | |
52 | * * * (I myself have freely chosen) | Стихотворение | |
53 | * * * (In boat or in horsecart) | Стихотворение | |
54 | * * * (In intimacy there exists a line) | Стихотворение | |
55 | * * * (In Kievan temple of the divine wisdom) | Стихотворение | |
56 | * * * (Instead of wisdom - experience, bare) | Стихотворение | |
57 | * * * (In the sleep to me is given) | Стихотворение | |
58 | * * * (I remember you only rarely) | Стихотворение | |
59 | * * * (I see capital through the flurry) | Стихотворение | |
60 | * * * (It seems as though the voice of man) | Стихотворение | |
61 | * * * (I was born not late and not early) | Стихотворение | |
62 | * * * (I will lead a man to dear one) | Стихотворение | |
63 | * * * (I will quietly in the churchyard) | Стихотворение | |
64 | * * * (Just like a cold noreaster) | Стихотворение | |
65 | * * * (Like a white stone at the bottom of the well) | Стихотворение | |
66 | * * * (My shadow has remained there and is angstful) | Стихотворение | |
67 | * * * (My voice is weak, but will does not get weaker) | Стихотворение | |
68 | * * * (No, my prince, I am not the one) | Стихотворение | |
69 | * * * (Not mystery and not sadness) | Стихотворение | |
70 | * * * (Not thus, from cursed lightness having disembarked) | Стихотворение | |
71 | * * * (Oh, there are unrepeated words) | Стихотворение | |
72 | * * * (Oh, this was a cold day) | Стихотворение | |
73 | * * * (On the blooming lilac bushes) | Стихотворение | |
74 | * * * (She came up. I did not show my worry) | Стихотворение | |
75 | * * * (Somewhere is light and happy, in elation) | Стихотворение | |
76 | * * * (That voice, with great quietude arguing) | Стихотворение | |
77 | * * * (The blue lacquer dims of heaven) | Стихотворение | |
78 | * * * (The early chills are most pleasant to me) | Стихотворение | |
79 | * * * (The fifth time of the year) | Стихотворение | |
80 | * * * (The first ray - as the blessing of the Lord) | Стихотворение | |
81 | * * * (The muse has left along narrow) | Стихотворение | |
82 | * * * (The other cranes shout "Cour-lee") | Стихотворение | |
83 | * * * (The spring was still mysteriously swooning) | Стихотворение | |
84 | * * * (They're on the way, the words of love and freedom) | Стихотворение | |
85 | * * * (This city by the fearsome river) | Стихотворение | |
86 | * * * (This way I prayed: "Slake the dumb thirst) | Стихотворение | |
87 | * * * (To lose the freshness of the words and sense, for us) | Стихотворение | |
88 | * * * (To say goodbye we don't know) | Стихотворение | |
89 | * * * (Transparent glass of empty sky) | Стихотворение | |
90 | * * * (True love's memory, You are heavy!) | Стихотворение | |
91 | * * * (We aren't in the forest, there is no need for calling) | Стихотворение | |
92 | * * * (We'll be with each other, dear) | Стихотворение | |
93 | * * * (We noiselessly walked through the house) | Стихотворение | |
94 | * * * (We thought we were beggars) | Стихотворение | |
95 | * * * (When with a strong but tired hand) | Стихотворение | |
96 | * * * (Where is your gypsy boy, tall one) | Стихотворение | |
97 | * * * (Whether to look for you on earth) | Стихотворение | |
98 | * * * (Why do you pretend to be) | Стихотворение | |
99 | * * * (Wide and yellow's evening light) | Стихотворение | |
100 | * * * (With pride your spirit is darkened) | Стихотворение | |
101 | * * * (Yellow and fresh are the lanterns) | Стихотворение | |
102 | * * * (Yes, I had loved them, those meetings of the nights) | Стихотворение |
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