On the shore of desolate waves. He stood there, full of great thoughts, and looked out into the distance. "The river was wide before him. The river rushed before him and the poor wagon. And the poor wagon rode along it alone. On the mossy, rugged banks Black huts here and there, The shelter of the wretched Chukhon; And the forest, not known to the rays. In the mist of the hidden sun, The forest unknown to the rays, In the fog of a hidden sun.
On the shore of desolate waves. He stood there, full of great thoughts, and looked out into the distance. "The river was wide before him. The river rushed before him and the poor wagon. And the poor wagon rode along it alone. On the mossy, rugged banks Black huts here and there, The shelter of the wretched Chukhon; And the forest, not known to the rays. In the mist of the hidden sun, The forest unknown to the rays, In the fog of a hidden sun.
On the shore of desolate waves. He stood there, full of great thoughts, and looked out into the distance. "The river was wide before him. The river rushed before him and the poor wagon. And the poor wagon rode along it alone. On the mossy, rugged banks Black huts here and there, The shelter of the wretched Chukhon; And the forest, not known to the rays. In the mist of the hidden sun, The forest unknown to the rays, In the fog of a hidden sun.
a painting of a man looking at a boat
a painting of an old man sitting on the beach
a man standing on a rocky shore
a man on a horse