Vladimir Solovyov
Lies in this sepulcher.
Once a philosopher
And now a skeleton.
To some he was kind,
To many an enemy;
But, having loved madly,
He plunged into a ravine
And lost his mortal soul,
Not to mention body:
The devil ransomed it,
The dogs ransacked him.
Passerby! Learn from this example,
How malignant love and beneficial faith.
Владимир Соловьев
Лежит на месте этом.
Сперва был философ.
А ныне стал шкелетом.
Иным любезен быв,
Он многим был и враг;
Но, без ума любив,
Сам ввергнулся в овраг
Он душу потерял,
Не говоря о теле:
Ее диавол взял,
Его ж собаки съели.
Прохожий! Научись из этого примера,
Сколь пагубна любовь и сколь полезна вера.
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