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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE RIVER DON, by ANONYMOUS First Line: "father of ours! Famous, quiet don!" Last Line: Deprived of them my shoals are thick with sand Subject(s): "don, River (russia);russia;" Soviet Union;russians | |||
FATHER of ours! famous, quiet Don! Don Ivanovich, our nourisher! Great praise of thee is spoken, Great praise and words of honor, That thou didst swiftly run in olden days, Swiftly but all clearly didst thou run. But now, our nourisher, all troubled dost thou flow, Troubled unto thy depths art thou, O Don. Then glorious, quiet Don thus made reply, -- "How otherwise than troubled can I be? I have sent forth my falcons bright, My falcons bright, the Don-Kazaks. Deprived of them my steep banks crumble down, Deprived of them my shoals are thick with sand." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...OXOTA: A SHORT RUSSIAN NOVEL: CHAPTER 259 by LYN HEJINIAN A FOREIGN COUNTRY by JOSEPHINE MILES THE DIAMOND PERSONA by NORMAN DUBIE IN MEMORIAM: 1933 (7. RUSSIA: ANNO 1905) by CHARLES REZNIKOFF TAKE A LETTER TO DMITRI SHOSTAKOVITCH by CARL SANDBURG READING THE RUSSIANS by RUTH STONE THE SOVIET CIRCUS VISITS HAVANA, 1969 by VIRGIL SUAREZ A PROBLEM IN AESTHETICS by KAREN SWENSON TIS A LITTLE JOURNEY by ANONYMOUS |
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