Alexander Pushkin
- Autumn, by Avrahm Yarmolinsky
“What does not enter then my drowsy mind…?” /
— Derzhavin
I
October comes at last. The grove is shaking /
The last reluctant leaves from naked b...
- Autumn, by Peter France
"What then does not invade my drowsy mind?" /
(Derzhavin)
1
October's here already; the grove already /
is shaking from bare branches its last l...