Well for the bridegroom with his bride—Glory!
—From John Pollen’s Rhymes from the Russian.
A PARTING SCENE
“Sit not up, my love, late at evening hour,
Burn the light no more, light of virgin wax,
Wake no more for me till the midnight hour;
Ah, gone by, gone by is the happy time!
Ah, the wind has blown all our joys away,
And has scattered them o’er the empty field.
For my father dear, he will have it so,