Works

I dreamt of my daughter.She came and stroked my forelock with her hand.— Oh you have been away for long! — se told...

Forgive me, Motherland, whose nameWas on my lips in bitter strife,Forgive me - to your sacred gloryI failed to...

Once upon a time there lived in a certain village a little country girl, the prettiest creature that ever was seen....

Evening comes to the Tatar village; the magic bright moon is in the skyUnder its light all seems silver: houses,...

A parting with a friend is past all bearingWhen there's no hope of meeting any more.Especially if the riches you can...

The boy there, on the bagpipes playing,The girl, who weaves herself a wreath,Two forest paths that cross while...

A Jackal and a Partridge swore affiliated friendship; but the Jackal was complete crushing and jealous. "You don't do...

An old woman was sweeping her house, and she found a little crooked sixpence. "What," said she, "shall I do with this...

Fetters with fingers bareFrom your small cell down tear,Else will death you not spare,Stalking here everywhere.You in...

The young and old came to a poet in a crowd,The house is already Filled with guests.The poet took them to the...