Henry Wadsworth Longfellow's poem: The Siege of Kazan

Translations by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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The Siege of Kazan Black are the moors before Kazan, And their stagnant waters smell of blood: I said in my heart, with horse and man, I will swim across this shallow flood. Under the feet of Argamack, Like new moons were the shoes he bare, Silken trappings hung on his back, In a talisman on his neck, a prayer. My warriors, thought I, are following me; But when I looked behind, alas! Not one of all the band could I see, All had sunk in the black morass! Where are our shallow fords? and where The power of Kazan with its fourfold gates? From the prison windows our maidens fair Talk of us still through the iron grates. We cannot hear them; for horse and man Lie buried deep in the dark abyss! Ah! the black day hath come down on Kazan! Ah! was ever a grief like this? Content:The Siege of Kazan [Henry Wadsworth Longfellow's poem Translations] Read next: From Eastern sources#Poems#The Boy and the Brook Read previous: From Eastern sources#Poems#The Fugitive Table of content of Translations GO TO TOP OF SCREEN Post your review Your review will be placed after the table of content of this book

Translations by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow