When you were reading those tormented lines
In which the heart's resonant flame sends out glowing streams
And passion's fatal torrents rear up,-
Didn't you recall a single thing?
I can't believe it! That night on the steppe
When, in the midnight mist a premature dawn,
Transparent, lovely as a miracle,
Broke in the distance before you
And your unwilling eye was to this beauty drawn
To that majestic glow beyond the realm of darkness,-
How could it be that nothing whispered to you then:
A man has perished in that fire!
When You Were Reading Those Tormented Lines
Afanasy Afanasyevich Fet
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Poem topics: beauty, believe, fire, heart, night, passion, single, flame, miracle, majestic, distance, dawn, I love you, I miss you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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