Love
Himfy's Loves, I. Song 13
Translated by John Bowring (1830) · From Poetry of the Magyars (1830)
Thee I envied, joyous bird!
Singing love-songs in the dell
To thy mate: each note I heard
Seem'd with joy and truth to swell.
I have also songs, which sweetly
Tell the tale of love—yet fall
Unobserved, however meetly
Answering beauty's fancied call.
Happy bird! that singst love's joy—
I, its sorrows, its annoy—
Would I had th' alternative,
For thy song my soul to give!
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Kisfaludy, Sándor. “Himfy's Loves, I. Song 13.” Translated by John Bowring. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/kisfaludy_s/1/.
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Kisfaludy, Sándor. “Himfy's Loves, I. Song 13.” Translated by John Bowring. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/kisfaludy_s/1/.
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