Afanasy Afanasyevich Fet Dream Poems

• 1. Never
  I wake. Yes, it's a coffin lid.-With effort
  I reach my hands out and I call
  For help. Yes, I recall the tortures
  Of dying.-Yes, this is no dream!-
  ...
• 2. Upon A Haystack On A Southern Night
  Upon a haystack in lands of South,
  I lay, while facing skies of night,
  The choir of stars, alive and couth,
  Was trembling, spread at every side.
  ...
• 3. By Life Tormented
  By life tormented, and by cunning hope,
  When my soul surrenders in its battle with them,
  Day and night I press my eyelids closed
  And sometimes I'm vouchsafed peculiar visions.
  ...
• 4. I Always Like The Northern Birches
  I always s like the northern birches:
  Their view, so downcast and grave,
  The fever, which poor souls scorches,
  Cools like the mute speech of a grave.
  ...
• 5. The September Rose
  To sighs of morning air, that froze,-
  (With her lips opened for a say),
  How curiously has smiled the rose
  On a September fleeting day!
  ...

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