A sacred wood was here. The messenger of gods..., by Constantine Rusanov A sacred wood was here. The messenger of gods /
Would let his winged foot fall lightly on these glades. /
The onetime site of cities kept no trace...
Cimmerian Twilight II, by Babette Deutsch and Avrahm Yarmolinsky Here stood a sacred forest. Here the messenger /
Wing-footed went, his touch upon the dumb glades leavā ing... /
Upon the site of cities, nor stone...