Love
Discovery
Translated by John Bowring (1830) · From Poetry of the Magyars (1830)
Love
A thousand perplexities hang on my brow,
My heart is a streamlet of bitterness now;
For I find that thy love is but trifling and scorn;
Thou hast smitten a rock where a fountain of tears
Springs forth—and a passion which grew with my years,
And blends with my being, hath left me forlorn.
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Anonymous Hungarian Popular Songs. “Discovery.” Translated by John Bowring. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/anonymous-hungarian/7/.
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Anonymous Hungarian Popular Songs. “Discovery.” Translated by John Bowring. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/anonymous-hungarian/7/.
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