Poems (Proctor)/The Fair of Nijni Novgorod
THE FAIR OF NIJNI NOVGOROD.
Now, by the Tower of Babel!
Was ever such a crowd?
Here Turks and Jews and Gypsies,
There Persians haughty-browed;
With silken-robed Celestials,
And Frenchmen from the Seine,
And Khivans and Bokhariotes—
Heirs of the Oxus plain.
Was ever such a crowd?
Here Turks and Jews and Gypsies,
There Persians haughty-browed;
With silken-robed Celestials,
And Frenchmen from the Seine,
And Khivans and Bokhariotes—
Heirs of the Oxus plain.
Here stalk Siberian hunters;
There tents a Kirghiz clan
By mournful-eyed Armenians
From wave-girt Astrakhan;
And Russ and Pole and Tartar,
And mounted Cossack proud—
Now, by the Tower of Babel!
Was ever such a crowd?
There tents a Kirghiz clan
By mournful-eyed Armenians
From wave-girt Astrakhan;
And Russ and Pole and Tartar,
And mounted Cossack proud—
Now, by the Tower of Babel!
Was ever such a crowd?