We sailed through the Mediterrenean Sea and entered

Объяснение:

Over the sandy beaches creep,

And from the clear and shining water

Step thirty goodly knights escorted

By their Old Guardian, of the deep

An ancient dweller There a dreaded

And hated tsar is captive ta'en;

There, as all watch, for cloud banks headed,

Across the sea and o'er a plain,

A warlock bears a knight. There, weeping,

A princess sits locked in a cell,

And Grey Wolf serves her very well;

There, in a mortar, onward sweeping

All of itself, beneath the skies

The wicked Baba-Yaga flies;

There pines Koshchei and lusts for gold