Alexander Sergeyevich Pushkin

Here you will find the Poem Old Man of poet Alexander Sergeyevich Pushkin

Old Man

I?m not that lover, filled with passion, -
That youth, who left the world amazed:
Alas, my spring and summer passed now,
And didn?t leave a single trace.
Cupid, the god of youth and love and virtue!
I used to be your steadfast servant;
Oh, if I could be reborn, - I?d serve you
Even more passionate and fervent!