I loved you; and maybe this love, who knows it,
Has not come down yet in my ardent soul;
But let it not disturb you any longer,
I won't by something grieve you anymore
I loved you stilly, secretly, though hopeless,
By shyness or by jealousy was pined;
I loved you so sincerely, gently, fondly
As, God grant, you'd by other one be loved.
I loved you - Я вас любил, А. С. Пушкин
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