Fyodor Tyutchev
- An Autumn Evening, by Frank Jude
(In the brightness of autumn evenings...) - Autumn Evening, by Irina Zheleznova
(There is a wistful charm, a tenderness...)
«Driven by misfortune's whirlwind, / Having neither oar nor rudder, / By a storm my bark was driven / Out upon the boundless sea. / 'midst black clouds a small star sparkled; / "Don't conceal yourself!" I cried; / But it disappeared, unheeding; / And my anchor was lost, too. All was cl...»
«Reveal yourself, anonymous enchanter! / What heaven hastens you to me? / Why draw me to that promised land again / That I gave up so long ago? Was it not you who in my youth / Enchanted me with such sweet dreams, / Did you not whisper, long ago, / Dear hopes of a guests ethereal? Was i...»
«Dearest dream, my soul's enchantment / Lovely guest from heav'n above, / Most benevolent attender / To the earthly realm below, / You gave me blissful satisfaction / Momentary but complete: / Bringing with you happy tidings — / Like a herald from the skies...»
«Spirit, lovely guest, who are you? / Whence have you flown down to us? / Taciturn and without a sound / Why have you abandoned us? / Where are you? Where is your dwelling? / What are you, where did you go? / Why did you appear, / Heavenly, upon the Earth? Ma...»