Oh, how murderously we love... Tyutchev F.I.

In the final of the Stalker, the poem “I love your eyes, my friend...” - these are the lines of Tyutchev. “The mind cannot understand Russia”, “I met you”, “Oh, how murderously

we love...” - immortal creations for all times.

not pearls - diamonds of poetry ! A deep philosopher and subtle lyrica, Tyutchev affects the secret strings of the human soul.

The poetic heritage of Tyutchev is small - only about 300 poems, but as Fet wrote about one of his collections:

But the muse, but the muse, Following the truth,

looks - and on the scales her

this book is small

volumes of premarous heavier.