Love
The Storm-Maid
Translated by Ivan Panin (1888) · From Poems (Panin, 1888)
Hast thou seen on the rock the maid,
In robe of white above the waves,
When seething in the storm dark
Played the sea with its shores,--
When the glare of lightning hourly
With rosy glimmer her lighted up,
And the wind beating and flapping
Struggled with her flying robe?
Beautiful's the sea in the storm dark,
Glorious is the sky even without its blue
But trust me: on the rock the maid
Excels both wave, and sky, and storm.
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MLA
Pushkin, Alexander. “The Storm-Maid.” Translated by Ivan Panin. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/pushkin/20/.
Chicago
Pushkin, Alexander. “The Storm-Maid.” Translated by Ivan Panin. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/pushkin/20/.
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