Josef Svatopluk Machar

Josef Svatopluk Machar

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Portrait of Josef Svatopluk Machar Josef Svatopluk Machar The Soul Of A Century (1943)

For other flowers shines, by others is beloved.
Yes, it was I, who could have found their errors
For I knew best, they did not understand.
But none would stop to hear a slave’s complaining
And why should they? . . . Your early burning kisses
Fell fresh upon my unaccustomed lips
While your heart-beats blend with my own frightened beating,
Both hearts astir with love’s first flaming passion.
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Portrait of Josef Svatopluk Machar Josef Svatopluk Machar The Soul Of A Century (1943)

You droop your head with yearning, longing, grief.
O Clythia, and thus you gaze for ever
Over each garden wall and leafy hedge
That winds around the huts of railroad guards;
A reminder of past times and vanished men,
Still rises high the symbol of that love
That outlives Men, Eternities and Gods
And mutely speaks about its bitter grief.
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Portrait of Josef Svatopluk Machar Josef Svatopluk Machar The Soul Of A Century (1943)

To make man’s life an enviable lot.
For health and happiness are like two fiery steeds,
By prudence held in check and safely guided
To one’s set goals . . . .
⁠The gift of prudence
Faithfully was given both to Augustus
And to Pomponius. (That I dare link my name
Boldly to Caesar’s is not a mere bravado
Or empty flattery. The noble one himself
From time to time discusses my life’s journey
And thoughtfully he speaks of by-gone days,
And praises me . . . contending oft and on
That my deep friendship was one among the jewels
Of his own life.)
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