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Fyodor Ivanovich Tyutchev 1803 ( Ovstug near Bryansk, Oryol Governorate) – 1873 (Saint Petersburg)
You're here again - and of a sudden
A warmth long gone floods my dead heart,
And all I thought forgot, unbidden
Returns, of me becomes a part.
Just as spring's breath may soft come stealing
Upon the air on late fall's day
And rouse in us a vanished feeling
Of life, of something young and gay -
So of past years do I recover
The richness, and on your sweet face
With all the ardour of a lover
In reawakened rapture gaze.
Too long apart, drawn are we nearer
Once more - you're here, 'tis not a dream!
Sounds, ne'er within me stilled, the clearer
At sight of you and louder seem.
Remembrance?- No! The rustling pages
Of life turn fast - life's full again.
Your loveliness stays ever changeless,
My love for you unchanged remains.
Submitted on May 13, 2011
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|Scheme||ABAB CDCD EFEX EGEG XXFX|
|Closest metre||Iambic tetrameter|
|Stanza Lengths||4, 4, 4, 4, 4|
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