Apollon Nikolayevich Maykov

(1821 - 1897 / Moscow, Russia)

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To Sleep

When shadows pale are sinking in hues the twilight weaves,
Upon the golden grain fields of gleaming wheaten sheaves-
Upon the emerald pastures and blue of forests deep,
When the soft mists of silver o'er the sea doth creep;
When 'mid the reeds, the swan's head is pillowed 'neath her wings,
The stream to sleep is rocking, light flowing as she sings,-
Then to my hut o'er thatched with golden straw,- o'er grown
By frail acacia green and leafy oaks, I turn.
And there with greeting holy, in

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