Autographs of Marina Tsvetaeva
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Marina Tsvetaeva. I Like -
Marina Tsvetaeva. August — asters... -
Marina Tsvetaeva. With a red brush... -
Marina Tsvetaeva. A bird in the hand is your name... -
Marina Tsvetaeva. To Fathers -
Marina Tsvetaeva. I know the truth... -
Marina Tsvetaeva. To Osip Mandelstam -
Marina Tsvetaeva. My light tread... -
Marina Tsvetaeva. This my youth! O this my alien youth!.. -
Marina Tsvetaeva. Muse -
Marina Tsvetaeva. Soon from swallows — into sorcerers!.. -
Marina Tsvetaeva. My Verse -
Marina Tsvetaeva. The Horn of Roland -
Marina Tsvetaeva. Psyche -
Marina Tsvetaeva. An Emigrant -
Marina Tsvetaeva. Strong and wealthy have a hard time... -
Marina Tsvetaeva. Like a weak ray through black gloom of the hells... -
Marina Tsvetaeva. Cupolas are burning here in Moscow!.. -
Marina Tsvetaeva. They thought — just a man!.. -
Marina Tsvetaeva. Beneath the plush plaid’s sweet caresses... -
Marina Tsvetaeva. One he created from stone, another from clay... -
Marina Tsvetaeva. Love! Precious love! And from the deathbed silence... -
Marina Tsvetaeva. Frivolity! — Darling sin... -
Marina Tsvetaeva. P. E. 7. Here`s your roses — pull your hands toward them... -
Marina Tsvetaeva. I have never honored the commandments... -
Marina Tsvetaeva. My ancestor was a rider... -
Marina Tsvetaeva. To be your light-haired little fellow... -
Marina Tsvetaeva. Moscow — what a giant... -
Marina Tsvetaeva. Two suns cool down... -
Marina Tsvetaeva. From a Mirror -
Marina Tsvetaeva. The New Year`s Eve, I met then all alone... -
Marina Tsvetaeva. The Prague knight
