Nightingales, a sigh, a whisper
In a shady nook
And the lullaby in silver
Of a lazy brook.
Light of night and midnight shadow
Falling from above
And the changing mood and magic
Of a face you love
Through dark clouds a red rose peeping
And an amber gleam,
And the kissing and the weeping
And the dawn serene!
Back to Afanasy Afanasyevich Fet
Get a free collection of Classic Poetry ↓
To be able to leave a comment here you must be registered. Log in or Sign up.