Elysium of shades this soul of mine,
Shades silent, luminous, and wholly severed
From this tempestuous age, these restless times,
Their joys and griefs, their aims and their endeavours.
Speak, O my soul, Elysium of shades!
What bonds have you with life? Speak, phantoms summoned
From out a day whose very memory fades -
What have you with this heartless mob in common?
Elysium Of Shades
Fyodor Ivanovich Tyutchev
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Poem topics: life, memory, silent, common, Valentine's Day, soul, speak, I love you, I miss you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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