Queen Tamara’s Castle. (Translated from Lermontof.)

In Dariel’s rocky gorges deep, Where Terek’s water madly moves, There is a castle on the steep, The scene of Queen Tamára’s loves. She seemed to play an angel’s part; Black as a demon’s was her heart. The weary traveller from below Looked on Tamára’s window-glow, And gazing on the twinkling light, Went in to sup and pass the night. But as the rays of rosy dawn Gilded the mountains in the morn, Silence fell on Tamára’s halls, And Terek’s madly rushing wave A mangled corpse bore to its grave.