Ode (in ancient meter)
de Mihai Eminescu(2005)
1 min lectură
Mediu
Hardly had I thought I should learn to perish;
Ever young, enwrapped in my robe I wandered,
Raising dreamy eyes to the star styled often
Solitude\'s symbol.
All at once, however, you crossed my pathway -
Suffering - you, painfully sweet, yet torture...
To the lees I drank the delight of dying -
Pitiless torment.
Sadly racked, I\'m burning alive like Nessus,
Or like Hercules by his garment poisoned;
Nor can I extinguish my flames with every
Billow of oceans.
By my own illusion consumed I\'m wailing
On my own grim pyre in flames I\'m melting...
Can I hope to rise again like the Phoenix
Bird from the ashes?
May all tempting eyes vanish from my pathway
Come back to my breast, you indifferent sorrow!
So that I may quietly die, restore me
To my own being!
(1883, Translated by Andrei Bantas)
Despre aceasta lucrare
- Autor
- Mihai Eminescu
- Tip
- Poezie
- An
- 2005
- Curent
- Romantism
- Cuvinte
- 142
- Citire
- 1 min
- Versuri
- 21
- Actualizat
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