Russia's Treasure-House

Searching for the past on the eve of St. Petersburg's 300th anniversary, a former foreign correspondent finds the future

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We’re all boozers and strumpets here,

How gloomy our company.

On the wall the birds and flowers

Are longing to see the sky. . .


Oh what pain my heart is lancing.

Will it soon be my death hour’s knell?

The one over there who’s dancing

Will certainly go to hell.


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