Winter morning

Maverick Mist

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Winter morning
Alexander Pushkin

Cold frost and sunshine: day of wonder!
 But you, my friend, are still in slumber –
 Wake up, my beauty, time belies:
 You dormant eyes, I beg you, broaden
 Toward the northerly Aurora,
 As though a northern star arise!
Recall last night, the snow was whirling,
 Across the sky, the haze was twirling,
 The moon, as though a pale dye,
Emerged with yellow through faint clouds.
And there you sat, immersed in doubts,
And now, – just take a look outside:
The snow below the bluish skies,
Like a majestic carpet lies,
And in the light of day it shimmers.
The woods are dusky. Through the frost
The greenish fir-trees are exposed;
The room is lit with amber light.
And bursting, popping in delight
Hot stove still rattles in a fray.
While it is nice to hear its clatter,
Perhaps, we should command to saddle
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