But she looks on with careless eyes.I lick her soles, and kiss her shoes,
The silence of the bridal bed.His torch's pale flame serves to gild
Traced the figure of a lovely maiden,Fair in form, and clad in graceful fashion,Fresh the cheeks beneath her brown locks' ambush,And the cheeks possess'd the selfsame colourAs the finger that had served to paint them.
1782.-----THE CHOSEN CLIFF.
Beloved and honour'd too.
Stand in yon starry skies,And, ever mild and gracious there,
To hail me.My heart beat high, to myself I said:'O would that thou hadst never betray'd
But you smiled in return, you sensible pastor, replying"Pray jump in, nor fear with both body and spirit to trust me,For this hand to hold the reins has long been accustom'd,And these eyes are train'd to turn the corner with prudence.For we were wont to drive the carriage, when living at Strasburg,At the time when with the young baron I went there, for daily,Driven by me, through the echoing gateway thunder'd the carriageBy the dusty roads to distant meadows and lindens,Through the crowds of the people who spend their lifetime in walking."
Translations are here given of upwards of sixty of the bestPoems embraced in the Divan, the number in the original exceedingtwo hundred.-----I. MORGAGNI NAME.
Not at home;She's then, thought I.
And they run! and wetter still
For business or for pleasure,Yet yelpings on our steps attend,
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