«I find the weather absolutely enchanting — / and give me leave — your darling little hand, / to help transpose an accent — elegantly does it, / So! Like this, then: death in a basket! En basquette! / There by the roadside: what whiteness, looming / in the gloaming? Is that a tree? Or...»
«Brooding, dark, and elegant — / Stranger, aren't you the man / who frightened the children yesterday? / "Mama!" they shouted, "he's wicked!" and ran. You went to visit my sweetheart / where she took the evening air, / said: "Permit me to introduce myself..." / And laughed: "...how be...»
«OK, Graylegs, time to set the plow / aside. Rainstorm lashes our faces. / Time to turn back to the barn, / to dinner, dreams, and darkness.»
«I swam across the Sudak Gulf, / I rode a wild horse. / I shouted: / "Russia has perished, is no more, / partitioned now like Poland!" / And people stared in horror. / I said: / "The heart of a modern Russian hangs like a bat." / And ...»