Vasily Andreyevich Zhukovsky (February 9 1783 – April 24 1852 / Mishenskoe, Tula Oblast)

Driven by misfortune's whirlwind,
Having neither oar nor rudder,
By a storm my bark was driven
Out upon the boundless sea.
'midst black clouds a small star sparkled;
'Don't conceal yourself!' I cried;
But it disappeared, unheeding;
And my anchor was lost, too.