Vasily Andreyevich Zhukovsky

Here you will find the Poem The Mysterious Visitor of poet Vasily Andreyevich Zhukovsky

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 love, when one beloved
 Rendered this world beautiful
Ah! then, sighted through the veil
 Earth did seem unearthly...
Now the veil has lifted; Love is gone;
 Life is empty, joy - a dream.

Was it Thought, enchanting
 You embodied for us here?
Far removed from every worry,
 With a dreamy finger pointing
To her lips, she sallies forth
 Just like you, from time to time,
Ushers us without a sound
 Back to bygone days.

Or within you dwells the sacred spirit
 Of Dame Poetry? . . .
Just like you, she came from Heaven
 Veiling us twofold:
Using azure for the skies,
 And clear white for earth;
What lies near is lovely through her;
 All that's distant - known.

Or perhaps 'twas premonition
 That descended in your guise
And to us with clarity described
 All that's sacred and divine?
Thus it often happens in this life:
 Something brilliant flies to meet us,
Raises up the veil
 And then beckons us beyond.