What The Sleepless Grandam Thinks (Nikolay Alekseyevich Nekrasov Poems)
All through the cold night, beating wings shadowy Sweep o'er the church-village poor,--Only one Grandam a hundred years hoary, Findeth her slumber ...
All through the cold night, beating wings shadowy Sweep o'er the church-village poor,--Only one Grandam a hundred years hoary, Findeth her slumber ...
When the church-village slumbers And the last songs are sung,When the grey mist arising, Is o'er the marshes hung,'Tis then ...
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