Rhymes from the Russian

by Unknown

With sticks unmercifully flogged,

Yet I’m alive, you see!”

FROM MAIKOF.

A MIDSUMMER NIGHT’S DREAM.

For a long time last night I for sleep vainly yearned.

I arose, my room window wide throwing;

The night with its silence oppressed me, and burned,

O’er me odours intoxicant blowing.

Of a sudden the hedge ’neath my window-sill shook;

My curtain blew back with a shimmer;