Glaucous shadows have blended,
Things becoming dull and dumb –
Former vibrancy has ended
In the dim and distant hum…
An elusive moth-wing sound
In the night air’s heard…
Ah, this longing is profound!..
All of me with all is blurred…
Dusk that’s tranquil, dusk that’s static,
Seeping into my breast,
Tranquil, languid, aromatic,
Cover and set all at rest –
With the gloom of dissipation
My senses fully whelm…
Bringing on obliteration,
Blend me with the dormant realm!
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«Тени сизые смесились…», 1830-е гг.; печаталось под заглавием «Сумерки»
Tyutchev F. Glaucous shadows have blended...
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