Once I Came Out Of The Woods Alexander Pushkin Poem by Yuri Starostin

Once I Came Out Of The Woods Alexander Pushkin



Once I came out of the woods
In the cold winter time; It was the bitter cold.
I look, the horse mount slowly up the hill
Pulling a cart of the twigs.

And striding importantly, the peace is staid,
The peasant lead the horse by the bridle
In the high boots and in the sheepskin coat,
In the large mittens... and he is of the nail!

- Hallo, guy - 'Go by go! '
- Painfully you are formidable, I see!
Where is the firewood from? - 'Out of the woods, certainly;
The father, you hear, cuts and I carry on. '

(The ax of the lumberjack afford in the forest.)
- And so have the father a large family?
'The family is big, so only the two men
Of the some guys: my father and me... '

- So there it is! And what is your name? - 'Vlas'.
- A what is of your year - 'The sixth year passed...
Well, dead horse"- the kid shouted on the basso,
He jerked the reins and walked quickly.

Wednesday, February 15, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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