Kazimierz Przerwa-Tetmajer

“ Ho! ne'er let me meet my doom
Down within the lea;
Nor may I find on earth a tomb,
Death's laughing-stock to be.
On the granite I would find
Rest, where rocks are still;
Cradled by the weeping wind
I would sleep my fill.
May the gloomy pine-trees sigh,
Verdant branches swaying;
Clouds in clusters hover nigh,
A rainbow crown displaying.
There the mighty eagles soar
Loudly onwards sweeping;
From the granite gates there pour
Mighty waters weeping.
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“ Softly, softly, let us wake not streams that in the valley sleep,
Let us with the wind dance gently o'er the spaces wide and deep.
Let us like a mighty garland round the moon ourselves entwine,
That our bodies, filled with radiance, in a rainbow-hue may shine. ”

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