Nightingales, a sigh, a whisper
In a shady nook
And the lullaby in silver
Of a lazy brook.
Light of night and midnight shadow
Falling from above
And the changing mood and magic
Of a face you love
Through dark clouds a red rose peeping
And an amber gleam,
And the kissing and the weeping
And the dawn serene!
Afanasy Afanasevich Fet (1820 - 1892) Russia
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