Snow Maiden
She hailed from a very distant country,
Nocturnal child of ancient times;
She had no kin to greet her
Not even skies with a welcome shine.
And just the Neva’s faithful sentry —The sphinx with an indented face —Under the blizzard, fierce and wintry‘s reminiscent of her birthplace.
And when the tempest showers
Upon her shoulders, hair, and breast,
Nocturnal Egypt wakes her
In the midst of northern fog and mist.
My hometown, gray and distant,
Its wind and chill, and gloom and rain,
With faith —- so unexplained and fervent —-She had received as her domain.
She fell in love with regal buildings,
At rest in the stillness of the night.
And peaceful cozy light in the
Became one with her inner sight.
She recognized its morning frown,
Its mansions, lights, and snowy twirl.
This whole unfathomable town,
She knew, unfathomable girl.
Aleksandr Aleksandrovich Blok
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