Love
Eyes So Tristful, Eyes So Tristful
From Translations
Eyes so tristful, eyes so tristful,
Heart so full of care and cumber,
I was lapped in rest and slumber,
Ye have made me wakeful, wistful!
In this life of labor endless
Who shall comfort my distresses?
Querulous my soul and friendless
In its sorrow shuns caresses.
Ye have made me, ye have made me
Querulous of you, that care not,
Eyes so tristful, yet I dare not
Say to what ye have betrayed me.
Codex Note
Translated by Longfellow from Diego de Saldaña, Spanish
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MLA
Longfellow, Henry Wadsworth. “Eyes So Tristful, Eyes So Tristful.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/longfellow/342/.
Chicago
Longfellow, Henry Wadsworth. “Eyes So Tristful, Eyes So Tristful.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/longfellow/342/.
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