LAST LOVE By Fyodor Tyutchev Love at the closing of our days is - TopicsExpress



          

LAST LOVE By Fyodor Tyutchev Love at the closing of our days is apprehensive and very tender. Glow brighter, brighter, farewell rays of one last love in its evening splendor. Blue shade takes half the world away: through western clouds alone some light is slanted. O tarry, O tarry, declining day, enchantment, let me stay enchanted. The blood runs thinner, yet the heart remains as ever deep and tender. O last belated love, thou art a blend of joy and of hopeless surrender. Translated by Vladimir Nabokov
Posted on: Fri, 26 Jul 2013 00:17:07 +0000

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