Arts & Sciences
The Epigram
Translated by John Bowring (1830) · From Poetry of the Magyars (1830)
Arts & Sciences
Fly, Epigram, fly, but not like a barb that wounds as it hurries;
Fly like a kiss, which the loving one tremblingly steals;
Lo! 'tis just heard and retain'd—from the fire of the odorous maiden
Flames have been waked on my lips, and a heat has possess'd all my heart.
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Kazinczy, Ferenc. “The Epigram.” Translated by John Bowring. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/kazinczy/8/.
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Kazinczy, Ferenc. “The Epigram.” Translated by John Bowring. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/kazinczy/8/.
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