| Deutsch and Yarmolinsky, comps. Modern Russian Poetry. 1921. | | | | “Behold a Sower” | | By Alexander Pushkin (1799–1837) |
| | | WITH freedom’s seed the desert sowing, | |
| I walked before the morning star; | |
| From pure and guiltless fingers throwing— | |
| Where slavish plows had left a scar— | |
| The fecund seed, the procreator; | 5 |
| Oh vain and sad disseminator, | |
| I learned then what lost labors are…. | |
| Graze if you will, you peaceful nations, | |
| Who never rouse at honor’s horn! | |
| Should flocks heed freedom’s invocations? | 10 |
| Their part is to be slain or shorn, | |
| Their dower the yoke their sires have worn | |
| Through snug and sheepish generations. | | | | |
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