Autographs of Sergey Esenin
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Sergey Esenin. Farewell
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Sergey Esenin. It makes me sad...
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Sergey Esenin. I`m dreaming a black road
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Sergey Esenin. Silly heart, don`t beat!..
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Sergey Esenin. Tips of blue flame are dancing about...
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Sergey Esenin. I left the native home...
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Sergey Esenin. You give me a wake up tomorrow
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Sergey Esenin. The black man
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Sergey Esenin. To Pushkin
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Sergey Esenin. Life is tricky with enchanting pathos...
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Sergey Esenin. The Golden Grove
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Sergey Esenin. No regret I feel, no pain, no sorrow...
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Sergey Esenin. Dog Song. Page 1
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Sergey Esenin. Dog Song. Page 2
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Sergey Esenin. To Klyuev
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Sergey Esenin. Don`t torment me with coldness and stiffness...
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Sergey Esenin. Why is the moon shining so dimly...
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Sergey Esenin. Fresh Snow
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Sergey Esenin. The winter sings
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Sergey Esenin. I am the last poet of the village...
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Sergey Esenin. The crimson light of dawn...
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Sergey Esenin. Now the golden leaves have started spinning...
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Sergey Esenin. Wind, wind, o snowy wind...
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Sergey Esenin. The Stars
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Sergey Esenin. A Village Hut
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Sergey Esenin. Silver road, I wonder where...
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Sergey Esenin. Feather-grass sleeps. Dear plain sleeps also...
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Sergey Esenin. Russia
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Sergey Esenin. Khlopusha`s monologue
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Sergey Esenin. I asked the money changer today...
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Sergey Esenin. In Horossan there are such doors...
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Sergey Esenin. Soviet Russia
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Sergey Esenin. You said that Sa`adi...
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Sergey Esenin. Winter
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Sergey Esenin. Hey there, Russia, mother country...
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Sergey Esenin. The Witch
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Sergey Esenin. Hey there, Russia, mother country...
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Sergey Esenin. O fields of corn, O fields of corn...
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Sergey Esenin. To Kachalov`s Dog
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Sergey Esenin. Al perro de Kachalov
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Sergey Esenin. The evening flares, the cat naps on a beam...
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Sergey Esenin. Here is this happiness — silly...
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Sergey Esenin. Black-earth allotment that savours of sweat...
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Sergey Esenin. Fog covered the distance...
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Sergey Esenin. Head of green tresses...
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Sergey Esenin. Winter
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Sergey Esenin. Hooligan`s Confession
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Sergey Esenin. Oh my dear maple...
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Sergey Esenin. I will not be wandering about...
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Sergey Esenin. Indescribable blueness and gentleness...
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Sergey Esenin. The Night
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Sergey Esenin. Sunrise
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Sergey Esenin. The red evening is settling along the road...
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Sergey Esenin. A Letter to Mother
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Sergey Esenin. My darling`s hands — a pair of swans...
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Sergey Esenin. Blue is the fog, the expanse is snow-bound...
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Sergey Esenin. Sun’s golden arc...
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Sergey Esenin. Drowsy feather-grass. Beloved lowlands...
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Sergey Esenin. Blossom wite bird cherries scatter...
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Sergey Esenin. I`m tired of life in my own land...
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Sergey Esenin. Hooligan. Page 1
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Sergey Esenin. Hooligan. Page 2
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Sergey Esenin. Flowers bid goodbye to me...
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Sergey Esenin. I haven`t forgotten you, dearie...
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Sergey Esenin. The disquiet of vaporous moonshine...
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Sergey Esenin. Land to which blue hues and joy belong...
