Читать книгу The Demon / Демон. Книга для чтения на английском языке - Михаил Лермонтов, Михаил Юрьевич Лермонтов, M. Y. Lermontov - Страница 16

Gudaal's is now a house of mourning,

The people crowd into the court:

Whose horse comes galloping in terror

To fall before the rock-hewn gate?

The lifeless rider, who is he?

The battle fury on his face

Has left a deep inscribed trace

On coat and weapons they could see

Fresh bloodstains, and a wiry strand

Of mane was twisted in his hand,

Not long you waited, youthful bride,

And looked to see your bridegroom come:

Alas, though he has gained your side

To join the feasting at your home

His princely word he keeps in vain…

Never will he mount horse again.