× Ф. И. Тютчев

Cyclops

At once my speech and mind are glazing,
As with one eye I’m on you gazing:
For in my head there’s but one eye.
And should the fates be so desiring
That I’d a hundred to espy
They would be fixed on you, untiring.

Translated by Rupert Moreton
(Lingua Fennica)

A.S. Pushkin. Cyclops (“At once my speech and mind are glazing...”). Translated by Rupert Moreton // Alexander Pushkin. Collected Works: Parallel Russian Text and English Translation.