«In brambles, deep in huge marshes, / near a tin river, / in shaggy log cabins, dark, dark, / there are strange muzhiks.* Sometimes one comes out, there where no roads go / where feather-grass* scatters, / and he listens to Stribog* scream, and / he senses an old story, a true story. A ...»
«Valentine to the tavern students boasts / Of his sister’s charms and face, / While on Margarita’s left hand / A costly ring is placed. At Margarita’s, a casket lies / With rings for fingers and ears. / While in ivy, hid beneath her window, / The red caped trickster sneers. At Gre...»
«Did I murder my father, murder my mother, / in some other life ? / Yes, oh immortal, eternal God, yes! or how / could I deserve this disgrace of suffering? I lead a life as peaceful as death, / everything I do belongs to someone else, nothing / to me—except a languid, worthless, / dis...»
«The tip of willow tree was blackened, / For rooks protruded from its crown, / In azure sky-dale there they slackened – / The sheepish clouds grazed on its down. / And you, with gaze of resignation, / Announced: “I am in love with you.” / Like sea was grass’s oscillation, / At o...»