I Loved You

By Alexander Pushkin

I loved you; even now I may confess,
Some embers of my love their fire retain;
But do not let it cause you more distress,
I do not want to sadden you again.
Hopeless and tongue tied, yet I loved you dearly
With pangs the jealous and timid know;
So tenderly I loved you, so sincerely,
I pray God grant you another love you so.


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