FORESTS OF ARCHANGEL. 5? 



But he dashes off the feeling soft, 

 And the troika drives full speed again. 

 But he dashes off the feeling soft, 

 And the troika drives full speed again. 



Or it may be this one : 



Do you see by the roadside that village ? 

 Thither it is that our yemschick is stealing. 

 His heart beats quick, 

 And he gently sings. 



His heart beats quick, 



And he gently sings : 



" thou lovely one that charmed me ! 

 Now to me the wide world is cold ! 

 Why ? why didst thou enchant me ? 

 If I was not dear to thy heart ? 



Why, O why didst thou enchant me ? 



If I was not dear to thy heart ? 



" My darling horses will now languish in grief 

 At parting with me, beloved as they are. 

 No more will we together tear along 

 The verst-post mark'd road. 



No more will we together tear along, 



The verst-post mark'd road. 



" Not much longer, with wild song 

 Not much longer will I cheer the traveller. 

 Soon, soon, beneath the sod 

 Will lie the body of the young yemshick. 

 Soon, soon beneath the sod 

 Will lie the body of the young yemshick. " 



And his successor, the driver of the next stage, may sing 

 with laughing irony, which tells that he exults in the 

 assurance that it is not true, or with saddened tone, 

 according as the case may be : 



Why do you look along the road so eagerly, 



Away from all your cheerful companions ? 



Your heart has begun to beat at the tramping sound J 



Your whole face has become flushed ! 



Why do you run so hastily 



After the troika which has passed ? 



So, you saw the travelling Count lying on his side in the troika, 



As he gazed on thee as he passed ! 



