Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, ed. Poems of Places: An Anthology in 31 Volumes. Russia: Vol. XX. 187679. | | | | Saint Petersburg | | Saint Petersburg | | From the Russian |
| | Translated by W. R. S. Ralston AH! thou bright moon, Batyushka! | |
| Not as in old times dost thou shine, | |
| Not as in old, in former times, | |
| For from the evening to the midnight hour, | |
| From the midnight hour till the gray dawn, | 5 |
| Dost thou hide thyself behind clouds, | |
| Dost thou cover thyself with black vapor. | |
| So was it with us, in Holy Russia. | |
| In Petersburg, that famous city, | |
| In the church of Peter and Paul, | 10 |
| At the right side of the choir, | |
| By the tomb of the Emperor, | |
| By the tomb of Peter the First, | |
| Peter the First, the Great, | |
| A young sergeant prayed to God, | 15 |
| Weeping the while, as a river flows, | |
| For the recent death of the Emperor, | |
| The Emperor, Peter the First. | |
| And thus amid his sobs he spake, | |
| Split asunder, O damp mother Earth | 20 |
| On all four sides, | |
| Open, ye coffin planks, | |
| Unroll, O brocade of gold, | |
| And do thou arise, awake, Gosudar, | |
| Awake Batyushka, Orthodox Tsar. | 25 |
| Look upon thy army dear, | |
| The well-loved, the brave. | |
| Without thee are we all orphans, | |
| Having become orphans, have we lost all strength. | | | | |
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