So lonesome Mother won’t weep for me:
‘There are her flowers—but where is she!’”
IX
PUTTING ON THE PEREMITKA
(The enveloping hood or white scarf, the mark of the wife)
The white Pava[[11]] is flying—
See all the waiting ring there,
The maids who laugh and sing there—
But all the girls it passes,
Passes by them all
To fall