Firebird

And in my dreams I see myself on a wolf's back
Riding along a forest path
To do battle with a sorcerer-tsar [i.e., Kaschei]
In that land where a princess sits under lock and key,
Pining behind massive walls.
There gardens surround a palace all of glass;
There Firebirds sing by night
And peck at golden fruit

-Yakov Polonsky-