× Чехов. Том 2

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 (“My sense and speech at once erasing...”). Translated by Evgenia Sarkisyants // Alexander Pushkin. Collected Works: Parallel Russian Text and English Translation.