For you, my soul's unquestioned glories,
my queens and beauties, just for you,
those times of old, their fabled stories,
in times of leisure, be they few,
attentive to their ancient glamour,
I jotted down, my hands my aides;
Please do accept my playful grammar!
Though not expecting accolades,
I bask in fervent expectation,
a maiden, passion be her guide,
will steal a glance, if on occasion
towards my sinful stories' side
Author notes: https://allpoetry.com/poem/16005761-Translation--The-Shoreline--by-Pushkin-by-Agee
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