So Much Strange

I had a single line of poetry stuck in my head today during class. It was in Russian. I could not remember what poem it came from, but I thought it might have been the first line from one of the Shakespearean sonnets that I memorized way back in HS. I translated it as best I could and dug through the Complete Works, only to be stymied. So, I ran my translation throught google, and found that the line is actually from Pushkin. So. Here you go:


I'm translating it now. I'll post it when it's done. Yes, it wasn't bad enough that I came home early on a Friday night to sleep. I'm being distracted from that goal by Russian translation.