Vladimir Solovyov : Epitaph

            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.

            15 June 1892


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