«A mouth like blood, green eyes, / And a smile, haggardly evil... / Oh, there’s no hiding it, I see: / You’re the pale moon’s beloved. Even in daytime, over you did not weaken / The night legends of distant childhood, / That is why you are no one’s from birth, / That is why you h...»
«— “In your soul there is ebb and flow!” / You said yourself, you understood it on your own! / Oh, how you, disbelieving the hours, / Could judge me for a moment’s happiness? What shall the impending minute bring? / Whose distant image shall surface out of sleep? / A happy day, and...»
«Why do elks and rabbits cavort through the forest? / Drawing away? / The people ate the bark of the asp, / The green sprouts of firs… / Wives and children wander through the woods, / Collecting birch leaves / For their schi, okroschka and borsch, / Fir tops and silvery moss, — / ...»
«Always a slave, but with the birthplace of kings on / a swarthy chest. / And a state seal in exchange for / an earring. / A young woman with a sword, who never conceived, / Or a midwife — the crone of mutin...»