“My double drags his coffin, humble slave, I, at least, am real, though changed to flesh. Far-off, I build me a church no hand can shape ("Winter Sonnets: III")” ChurchCoffinDouble Book:Silver Age of Russian Culture Source: Silver Age of Russian Culture
“On a winter night I hear the Easter bell: I knock on graves and quicken the dead, Until at last in a grave I see — myself. (Winter Sonnets: XI)” Doppelganger Book:Silver Age of Russian Culture Source: Silver Age of Russian Culture