There is a song in the sea waves,
A concord - in the spats of nature,
And a reed, by a tune of rustle captured,
In the flood of music gently sways.
Here all obtains a vital bid,
A full accordance reigns in nature,
Just in the pseudo-freedom's rapture
We feel at large discord with it.
From where did this disorder fling?
And why, O Lord, in a strain that.s common,
Has soul a difference its own,
With a tune that a reed and a sea a-sing.
Why, on the earth and the farthest star,
The voices crying in the barrens -
The souls' desperate rebellions -
Have no answers so far?
There Is A Song
Fyodor Ivanovich Tyutchev
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Poem topics: feel, freedom, music, song, star, soul, rapture, earth, vital, discord, common, large, gently, difference, nature, sea, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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