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Буря на Балтийском море. Утро. Стихи. Якубович Л. А.

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Читать онлайн. Буря на Балтийском море. Утро. Стихи. Якубович Л. А. Журнал “Сын Отечества”, 1837-1838 гг. Буря на Балтийском море. Волны гложут грудь утеса, В …

Гонец. Крестоносец. Женщине-поэту. Стихи. Якубович Л. А.

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Читать онлайн. Гонец. Крестоносец. Женщине-поэту. Стихи. Якубович Лукьян Андреевич. Журнал “Сын Отечества”. 1837 год. Гонец. Куда ты бежишь по дороге, Иль с весточкой послан какой, …

Якубович Л. А. Москва. Подражание Саади. В. И. Карлгофу.

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Читать онлайн. Москва. Подражание Саади. В. И. Карлгофу. Стихи. Якубович Лукьян Андреевич. Москва. Якубович Лукьян Андреевич. Москва! Москва! Твой Кремль красноречивый И царский терем твой, …

Якубович Лукьян Андреевич. Дунай. Рок. Стихи.

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Читать онлайн. Дунай. Рок. Стихи. Якубович Лукьян Андреевич. Журнал “Сын Отечества”, 1837 год. Дунай. Якубович Лукьян Андреевич. Бегут, шумят, теснятся волны, Река полна из края …

Трутень и Пчела. Певцу полуночи. Великий день. Якубович Л.

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Читать онлайн. Трутень и Пчела. Певцу полуночи. Великий день. Стихи. Якубович Лукьян Андреевич. Журнал “Сын Отечества”, 1832 год. Трутень и Пчела. (Басня). Жалею бедненькую Пчелку: …

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