The Daughter of an Empress

And drawing from her finger the wedding-ring which her beloved husband

had once placed upon it, she threw it into the foaming waves.

Bending down, she saw the ring sinking in the waters and murmured: "I

greet thee, Ivan, I greet thee! Take my ring--forever am I thine!"

Then, rising proudly up, and stretching forth her arms toward heaven,

she exclaimed aloud: "I now go to pray that God may send thee vengeance.

Woe to Russia, woe!" and the stream with its boisterous waves howled and

thundered after her the words: "Woe to Russia, woe!"