Aleksey Konstantinovich Tolstoy
Count Aleksey Konstantinovich Tolstoy, often referred to as A. K. Tolstoy, was a Russian poet, novelist and playwright, considered to be the most important nineteenth-century Russian historical dramatist. He also gained fame for his satirical works, published under his own name (History of the Russian State from Gostomysl to Timashev, The Dream of Councillor Popov) and under the collaborational pen name of Kozma Prutkov.
A. K. Tolstoy was born in Saint Petersburg to the famed family of Tolstoy. His father, Count Konstantin Petrovich Tolstoy (1780–1870), a son of the army general, was a Russian state assignation bank councilor. His mother, Anna Alekseyevna ... more »
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Aleksey Konstantinovich Tolstoy Poems
If Only I Had Known
If only I had known, had realised, I would not have looked out of the window as the dashing young man rode along our street,
Don Juan's Serenade
Darkness descends on Alpujara's golden land. My guitar invites you, come out my dear!
Do Not Believe
Do not believe, my dearest, when I say That I no longer love you. When the tide ebbs do not believe the sea - It will return anew.
Love's Ebb And Flow
Believe me not, dear, when in hours of anguish I say my love for thee exists no more. At ebb of tide, think not the sea is faithless;
When the church-village slumbers And the last songs are sung, When the grey mist arising,
In Hours Of Ebbing Tide
In hours of ebbing tide, oh trust not to the Sea! It will come back to shore with redness of the morrow;
I Bless You, Forests
I bless you, forests, valleys, fields, mountains, waters, I bless freedom and blue skies.
Burnt Out Is Now My Misery
Burnt out is now my misery-- love's yearning No more unspeakably torments my heart,
Russia, O My Russia, Hail!
Russia, O my Russia, hail! Steeds as tempests flying, Howling of the distant wolves, Eagles high, shrill crying!
Autumn 'tis! Our garden stands Flowerless and bare, Dizzy whirling yellow leaves
My Little Almond Tree
My little almond tree Is gay with gleaming bloom, My heart unwillingly Puts forth its buds of gloom.
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If Only I Had Known
If only I had known, had realised,
I would not have looked out of the window
as the dashing young man
rode along our street,
his hat worn cockily,
riding a frisky bay horse,
hooves clattering, mane flying,
rearing up before our windows!
If I had only known, had realised,
I would not have dressed up for him,
or woven a scarlet ribbon
into my hair;
or risen so early, before dawn,
or rush to the edge of the village,
or got my feet soaked in dew,
or watched the road
to see if he would come along,
falcon on his wrist.
If I had only ...