'Oh, and the day was cold,'
by Anna Akhmatova
Oh, and the day was cold,
In Peter's wondrous city!
The sunset a crimson bonfire,
And slow shadows thickened.
Let him not long for my eyes,
Prophetic and unchanging,
He will have a lifetime of verse,
The prayers of my proud lips.
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