Vasily Andreyevich Zhukovsky
Vasily Andreyevich Zhukovsky (Васи́лий Андре́евич Жуко́вский; February 9 [O.S. January 29] 1783 – April 24 [O.S. April 12] 1852) was the foremost Russian poet of the 1810s and a leading figure in Russian literature in the first half of the 19th century. He held a high position at the Romanov court as tutor to the Grand Duchess Alexandra Feodorovna and later to her son, the future Tsar-Liberator Alexander II.
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Vasily Andreyevich Zhukovsky Poems
The Mysterious Visitor
Spirit, lovely guest, who are you? Whence have you flown down to us? Taciturn and without a sound Why have you abandoned us?
Dearest dream, my soul's enchantment Lovely guest from heav'n above, Most benevolent attender To the earthly realm below,
To A Familiar Genius Flying By
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?
My friends, can you descry that mound of earth Above clear waters in the shade of trees? You can just hear the babbling spring against the bank; You can just feel a breeze that's wafting in the leaves;
Driven by misfortune's whirlwind, Having neither oar nor rudder, By a storm my bark was driven Out upon the boundless sea.
O krasnyj mir, gde ja votshche rascvel, prosti navek! S obmanutoj dushoju ja schast'ja zhdal - mechtam konec; pogiblo vse, umolkni, lira;
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The Mysterious Visitor
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?
Mayhap you are youthful Hope,
Who arrives from time to time
Cloaked in magic
From a land unknown?
Merciless as Hope,
Sweetest joy you show us
For a moment, then
Take it back and fly away.
Was it Love that you enacted
For us all in mystery? . . .
Days of ...