Anna Akhmatova

• And you, my dear friends, ones of the last selection..., by Yevgeny Bonver
  And you, my dear friends, ones of the last selection, / My life was saved to ever mourn you. / Not, like a willow, to cool in lamentation, / But...
• And you, my friends..., by Donald Michael Thomas
  And you, my friends who have been called away, / I have been spared to mourn for you and weep, / Not as a frozen willow over your memory, / But ...