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Songs of the Red River
“And over the village slipped the days, passing into the nights; the weeks flowed by, the months crept on, the wind howled, and, glassified with an autumnal, translucent, greenish-azure, the Don flowed tranquilly down to the sea.” —And Quiet Flows the Don (1934) river Don in Mikhail...
Debashree Dattaray