The Bride
" M ARUSYA , Marusya, dost thou not lonesome feel?
And tears from thy blue eyes must surely unbidden steal.
" In a strange new country thy wedding-day sun must rise;
And none of thy kin will be near thee to love, praise or advise.
" Why dost thou not write, therefore, and tell thy mother to sail?
Surely her hands are anxious to cover thy head with a veil. "
Then to the wondering maidens the sad Marusya said:
" Verily now I know not if ever I shall be wed:
" I shall never write to my mother and ask her to come to me.
For alas, I have no mother since I dwell in this far country! "
And tears from thy blue eyes must surely unbidden steal.
" In a strange new country thy wedding-day sun must rise;
And none of thy kin will be near thee to love, praise or advise.
" Why dost thou not write, therefore, and tell thy mother to sail?
Surely her hands are anxious to cover thy head with a veil. "
Then to the wondering maidens the sad Marusya said:
" Verily now I know not if ever I shall be wed:
" I shall never write to my mother and ask her to come to me.
For alas, I have no mother since I dwell in this far country! "
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