Love
Himfy's Loves, II. Song 41
Translated by John Bowring (1830) · From Poetry of the Magyars (1830)
Thou of all my thoughts' vibrations
Art the origin and end;
All my spirit's agitations
From thee spring, and to thee tend.
All that fortune frees or fetters,
What it builds, and what it breaks,
All it banns, and all it betters,
All—from thee its image takes.
By her smile of beauty lighted,
By her look of sorrow blighted,
All receives its powers from her,
Love's divine interpreter.
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Kisfaludy, Sándor. “Himfy's Loves, II. Song 41.” Translated by John Bowring. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/kisfaludy_s/9/.
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Kisfaludy, Sándor. “Himfy's Loves, II. Song 41.” Translated by John Bowring. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/kisfaludy_s/9/.
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