Alexander Sergeyevich Pushkin
Comments about Alexander Sergeyevich Pushkin
'Oh, Laziness, Come...'
Oh, laziness, come, come to me, alone.
You're called for by soft coolness and good rest;
Only in you I see my goddess own;
All is here ready for the youthful guest,
All's quiet here - the boring noise fell down
Behind my porch; upon a window, bright,
Downed a curtain, transparent and light;
And in a niche, where now a dusk is crowned,
Is weakly creeping bashful light of a day.