Death & Dying
Ah! How Sadly
Translated by William N. Loew (1912) · From Cypress Leaves from the Grave of Dear Ethel
Ah! How sadly toll the bells!
The death bell rings
For a faded rose-tree twig
Of fifteen springs.
To the church the coffin 's borne,
That church within
Which we were to have wed when
Thy love I'd win.
Guardian angel of my love
Up in the high:
Pity me! Destroy me or
Quench thou my sigh.
Perhaps thou thyself art dead
Killed by sorrow,
For letting that dear rosebud fade
And know no morrow ?
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MLA
Petőfi, Sándor. “Ah! How Sadly.” Translated by William N. Loew. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/petofi/3/.
Chicago
Petőfi, Sándor. “Ah! How Sadly.” Translated by William N. Loew. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/petofi/3/.
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