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Oelm...I responded because expressions like "worse than a woman" are irritating, and some "women" are worth ten "men" in life – as a person and as an individual.

However, we are talking about a peasant woman.
We started this to say
That the type of majestic Slavic woman
Can still be found today.
There are women in Russian villages
With a calm dignity of face,
With a beautiful strength in their movements,
With a gait, with a gaze of queens,
Can a blind person not notice them,
And a sighted person speaks of them:
"When she passes, it's as if the sun shines!
When she looks, it's as if she gives a ruble!"
They walk the same road
That our whole people walk,
But the dirt of the humble surroundings
Seems not to stick to them. A beauty
Blooms, a marvel to the world,
Rosy, slender, tall,
Beautiful in any clothes,
Dexterous in any work.
And she endures hunger and cold,
Always patient, even-tempered...
I have seen her mowing:
Every swing, a ready sheaf!
Her scarf has slipped off her ear,
Soon, her braids will fall.
Some young man managed
And tossed them up, a prank!
Heavy, russet braids
Fell on her swarthy chest,
Covered her bare little feet,
Hindering the peasant woman from looking.
She pushed them away with her hands,
Looking angrily at the young man.
Her face is majestic, as if in a frame,
Burning with embarrassment and anger...
On weekdays, she doesn't like idleness.
But you wouldn't recognize her
When a smile of joy chases
The working seal from her face.
Such heartfelt laughter,
And such songs, and such dancing
Cannot be bought for money. "A delight!"
The men say to each other.
In a game, no horseman can catch her,
In trouble, she will not falter – she will save:
She will stop a horse at a gallop,
She will enter a burning house!
Beautiful, even teeth,
Like large pearls, she has,
But her strictly rosy lips
Protect their beauty from people.
She smiles rarely...
She has no time to chat,
Her neighbor wouldn't dare
Ask her for a pot.
She doesn't pity the poor beggar
Who freely wanders without work!
The stamp of strict diligence
And inner strength lies on her.
In her, there is a clear and firm awareness
That all their salvation is in work,
And work brings her reward:
The family does not suffer in need,
They always have a warm home,
Bread is baked, the kvass is delicious,
The children are healthy and full,
There is extra food for the holiday.
This woman goes to church
Leading the whole family:
She sits, as if on a chair, with a two-year-old
Child on her chest,
A neatly dressed mother leads
A six-year-old son in a row...
And this picture touches the heart
Of all who love the Russian people!