And they run when they hear of the raid,
Polovts through the steppes and yarugas,
And their old carts creak,
Vote like swans in fright.
Igor moves to Don with shelves,
And the trouble follows him:
Birds rising above the oaks,
They scream with their own complaints.
Wolves howling down the ravines
The cry of eagles comes from the darkness.
To know, the bones of the Russians clink
Bloodthirsty eagles beast;
The fox on the shield is scarlet,
Moaning and gnashing in the twilight of night...
O Russian land!
You're over the hill.
Unknown Author, The Word of Igor's Regiment, 1185
I did not ask about game, whether it is common, because a hundred steps did not pass, so that from under the feet of the horses did not jump the deaf, then the mutton. The last ones flew in flocks through trees. On the lakes, in twenty sazhen, ducks splashed. "Are there any animals here?" I asked. “No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. - And the bears, the wolves? - "Not at all."
Goncharov I. A., Frigate "Pallada", 1857
An hour later, I went back to mine. Marchenko had already warmed the tea and was waiting for my return. After quenching our thirst, we got into a boat and went on. Wanting to fill up my diary, I asked Dersa what animal footprints he had seen in the Lefu Valley since we emerged from the mountains and the swamps began. He replied that in these places are kept goats, raccoon dogs, badgers, wolves, foxes, hares, ferrets, otters, water rats, mice and shrews.
Arseniev V.K., In the Ussuri region, 1921
The Lord did not punish that side with Egyptian or simple plagues. None of the inhabitants has seen or remembers any terrible heavenly signs, no balls of fire or sudden darkness; there are no poisonous bastards there; locusts do not fly there; there are no lions roaring, no tigers roaring, nor even bears and wolves, because there are no forests. In the fields and in the village wander only in abundance of cows chewing, sheep bleating and chickens cackling.
Goncharov I. A., Oblomov, 1859
- Hunting is an animal act that destroys. The fox destroys every bird, the wolf destroys lambs, calves, and brings us loss. Well, then a man, jealous of himself, is obliged to exterminate wolves.
Gorky Maxim, The Life of Klim Samgin, 1936
From the wet mucous hole crawled nasty, warty, the colors of darkness, toad ... A bat diverted in the air, whisked to the whole forest the owl, who had just eaten a small bird, dozing near the nest in anticipation of dawn; the owl echoes the owl, sobbing a sick child. The hungry wolf howled quietly and pitifully, his comrades responded to him, and a wild forest concert began - the aria of midnightrs.
Gilyarovskiy V. A., Slumdog people, 1887
A big gray wolf stood over a sleeping wolf and watched closely for a suspicious man in white clothes, who wanders around the animal’s housing at night.
Korolenko V.G., Without Language, 1895
The secret of this pseudonym was known only to me. Andreev was the son of the estate manager of the Penza landowner Solovtsov, who kept a rich dog hunt. The best dogs were two males: the thick-footed Ramsay, who took the wolf alone, and the crooked Englishman Sokoli, from whom no hare left.
Gilyarovskiy V. A., People of the Theatre, 1935
A stunning documentary journey. I even pinched my heart in two places. The scientists are good at making this documentary. Very cool. In one breath. Look at this. The emotional aspect of the film is high. I highly recommend it. 🥳
