Aleksey Konstantinovich Tolstoy (5 September 1817 - 10 October 1875 / Saint Petersburg)
In Hours Of Ebbing Tide
In hours of ebbing tide, oh trust not to the Sea!
It will come back to shore with redness of the morrow;
O don't believe in me when in the trance of sorrow
I swear I am no longer true to thee!
The waves will roll again in dazzling ecstasy,
From far away, with joy, to the beloved shore;
And I with breast aflame, beneath thy charm once more,
Shall haste to bring my liberty to thee!
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