Nadezhda Lokhvitskaya-Teffi
- Before A Map Of Russia, by Robert Chandler
(In a strange house, in a far away land...) - Before the map of Russia, by Albert C. Todd
(In a foreign land in an old foreign house...)
«The quiet waters of the factories’ pools — / The fully filled wounds of the rivers, stunned, / Deadly, the dams interrupted your run, / Deathly — the rhythmic machines' push and pull. Smell of the sulfur and lime here steels, — / Instead of the one of the groves and grass, / Stea...»
«The weeks are becoming more lazy and mingling, / The lightest flash is delayed by sad thoughts, / But a heart is praying, a heart is building: / It’s not a coffin — a house it plots. The carpenter, gaily, will build here a tower, / From not cold granite, but from shining wood, / Thoâ...»
«What utter happiness is it to be forsaken! / What heaven's light can one see in the past! — / Like when cold winter after summer breaks in, / We dream of sun that long ago left us. A dried flower, a bundle of lover’s letters, / Few happy dates, a light of smiling eyes, — / And thoâ€...»
«Kisses on the breast, like water from a pitcher! / Not always, not ceaseless spurts the summer's well. / Nor shall we raise up the hurdy-gurdy's clamour / Each night from the dust with feet that stamp and trail. I have heard of age, — those hideous forebodings! / When no wave will lift it...»