Death & Dying
Mysterious, Enchanting
Translated by William N. Loew (1912) · From Cypress Leaves from the Grave of Dear Ethel
Death & Dying
Mysterious, enchanting sound!
As if the vesper bell, which fills the air,
The pious village folk would call
Aloud, with solemn voice, to prayer.
It is the sad sweet memory
Of a sweet girl which rings within my soul,
The maiden young and beautiful
Over whose grave my tears incessant roll?
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MLA
Petőfi, Sándor. “Mysterious, Enchanting.” Translated by William N. Loew. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/petofi/33/.
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Petőfi, Sándor. “Mysterious, Enchanting.” Translated by William N. Loew. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/petofi/33/.
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