Anna Akhmatova
- I will lead a man to the dear one..., by Ilya Shambat
- No bliss or happiness is needed..., by Andrey Kneller
«At the moment the autumn disappeared, / The brusque winter came tearing all along. / Winged like, it has appeared, / No one knows how, why, or for how long. Deep frosts turned the dams into sheer ice, / (A heavenly sight for every ice sprinter) / Some boys exclaimed, "Hey, it’s nice!" /...»
«Dozing bell pealed / And woke the fields, / At the sun smiled / The sleepy earth. Some clangs mounted / Strait to the blue sky / And the forests resounded / The ones that went awry, White moon hid / Beyond the stream. / Running wave bid / Him,“Happy dreams” The hushed glen b...»
«Beautiful are pearly drops on a sunny day / When they shine in the arches of gold, / Yet in sorry weather, on damp windows, they / Dread like drops of black autumn’s mould. People are happy in oblivion; (I was told) / Their stature in the eyes of the others / Matters not, nor do the awa...»
«Maple bare of foliage, freezing in the snowstorm, / Why are you bent over as the wind is blowing? Have you witnessed something? Have you heard some tidings? / It's as if beyond the village you've gone striding. Like a drunken watchman, straying off the roadway, / In a drift you tumbled, now ...»