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Sound of Song
Translated by John Bowring (1830) · From Poetry of the Magyars (1830)
Arts & Sciences
Joy has its voice—so has grief ! There are eloquent tears; and deep sorrows
Melt into songs—in the fields which grow green the sweet nightingale sings;
Genius and Love never meet but the spirit of music is near them;
When the heart speaks, lend thine ear—lend thine ear, for its language is song.
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MLA
Kisfaludy, Károly. “Sound of Song.” Translated by John Bowring. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/kisfaludy_k/2/.
Chicago
Kisfaludy, Károly. “Sound of Song.” Translated by John Bowring. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/kisfaludy_k/2/.
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