France Preseren Life Poems
- 1. The Baptism
(an excerpt from the epic The Baptism at The Savica)
The warring clouds have vanished from the skies;
The war of men has ended with the night.
... - 2. A Farewell To My Youth
O happier half of days decreed to me,
My early years, so soon you passed away:
Few were the flowers that blossomed on that tree,
And they, scarce budded, fell into decay.
... - 3. A Wreath Of Sonnets (3/14)
Since from my heart's deep roots have sprung these lays,
A heart not to be silenced any more;
Now I am like to Tasso who of yore
Would sing his Leonora's fame and praise.
... - 4. A Wreath Of Sonnets (1/14)
A Slovene wreath your poet has entwined,
Of fifteen sonnets is the chaplet bound,
And in it thrice the Master Theme must sound:
Thus are the other harmonies combined.
... - 5. O'er Thee, Misfortune, I Have Ceased To Wail
O'er thee, Misfortune, I have ceased to wail,
I'll utter no reproaches any more.
Thank God, I'm used to griefs thou hast in store
And to the sufferings in life's strong jail.
... - 6. He Who From Fate Receives But Blow On Blow
He who from fate receives but blow on blow,
Who, like myself in her disfavour stands,
Although he had a hundred mighty hands,
Would vainly strive for riches here below.
... - 7. Mid Wastes Of Africa A Wanderer Sped
Mid wastes of Africa a wanderer sped:
He found no pathway; night was now afield.
Through clouds no stealthy glimmer was revealed;
Craving the moon, he made the grass his bed.
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