«I loved you once…»

by Alexander Púshkin (1799-1837)

I loved you once: the love of mine, it may be,

Within my soul has faded not in all;

But let it bother you for no more, let it;

I do desire to sadden you with naught.

I loved you once so hopelessly, so stilly,

Or jealousy, or dither had me quelled;

I loved you once so honestly, so dearly,

As God grants you t’ be loved by someone else.

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