«I’m sad, because I love you way too much to bear, / And I’m aware: the baleful rumor mill won’t spare / Your blooming youth. And soon your destiny will reckon / Your recompense for all blithe days for all sweet seconds. / With bitter tears and rueful sorrow you’ll repay. / I am sa...»
«What am I for, me, just a grain? / I'm living toiling hard with care, / For happiness I spend my life in vain, / I'm never pleased, weep on in my despair! What do I seek? Do I want more? / Where is my place? What am I for? There is a kin who die to seize / All proper answers in a blink. ...»
«I write for no quick reputation: / It is for fun, game, recreation, / For friends of mine, cute and sincere; / To mind the days that disappear.»
«Животи има два. / Единият е светъл като слънце: / в очите му – небесен ясен ден, / в сиянието – свята мисъл, чувство, / а в живата му сила тъй разкошно / се лее реч св...»