On distant place my dreams are set
Where all can hear the cries and sobbing,
To share in alien sorrow’s net
And anguished grieving’s painful throbbing.
For there, I’m sure that I can find
Delight in life and exaltation,
And there, escaping fortune’s bind,
I’ll cast about for inspiration.
Мои мечты стремятся вдаль,
Где слышны вопли и рыданья,
Чужую разделить печаль
И муки тяжкого страданья.
Я там могу найти себе
Отраду в жизни, упоенье,
И там, наперекор судьбе,
Искать я буду вдохновенья.
«Poor naked wretches, whereso'er you are, / That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm... / King Lear Oh what a storm! It's like insane, / The wicked blizzard wails and rages, / The clouds rush with pouring rain / The wind now fades, now wails and surges. / / Oh what a fright! On su...»
«Above the forest, field and meadow, / Above the land and water flow / So fresh, congenial and mellow, / You turn up everywhere I go. / / Your waist under the summer cloud, / Your waist, wrapped up in fur, I praise, / I sing and laud it out loud, / Enveloped in poetic haze. / ...»
«Run-down and worn from daily rambles / I will forsake the bustling whims / To bring to mind the sores of troubles / And stir the former, bygone dreams... / / If only I could breathe instilling / The joy of spring into her soul! / Oh no, I do not aim at killing / Her childish i...»
«Let the dawn keep shining out, / Let the warbler sing at night, / How I wish I was allowed / To embrace and hold you tight! / / Our boat will float with blessing / In the canes with rustling leaves, / You will cling to me, caressing, / Heated passion on your lips. / / Sing...»