«My spirit was athirst for grace. / I wandered in a darkling land / And at a crossing of the ways / Beheld a six-wing'd Seraph stand. / With fingers light as dream at night / He brushed my eyes and they grew bright / Opening unto prophecies / Wild as a startled eagle's eyes. / He touc...»
«Bleak day has petered out. The bleak night soon / Puts out a leaden garment on the sky. / The thickets full of earthly pine now lie / Before a spectral moon. / My soul grows dark with what it all portends. / Yonder afar a brighter moon ascends / Through warmth that saturates the evening ...»
«Listless Cytherean princess, sing / No more. Begone out of my view! / But you, great scourge of tsar and king, / Proud Muse of Freedom, where are you? / Come rip my laurels off. Bring stones / And crush this coddled lyre. Let me / Sing to the world of Liberty / And shame that scu...»
«In hopes of glory and good will / With fearless gaze I look ahead. / The star of Peter's dawn was ill / With many a rebel's severed head. But he with truth engaged men's hearts, / With learning gentled uncouth ways, / And honored Dolgorúki's arts / Against the Musketeers' mad frays. ...»