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THE RIVER DON by EDNA DEAN PROCTOR

First Line: O PLACID DON! I SEE THEE FLOW
Last Line: WITH CROSS ABOVE, THY WATERS BY.
Subject(s): DON, RIVER (RUSSIA); RUSSIA; SOVIET UNION; RUSSIANS;
O PLACID Don! I see thee flow
With shallow, snowy-sanded stream,
While light the steppe-winds o'er thee blow,
And cranes and gray-winged herons dream, --
Safe as beside some dark lagoon, --
Along thy banks in breezeless noon.

The Cossack wanders from thy shore,
But never finds a wave so fair;
Thy summer lapse, thy winter roar,
Still greet him in remotest air;
And death is sweet if he may lie,
With cross above, thy waters by.



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