“ But Freedom, that wafted her notes to the skies,
Bore Gladness away on its wing.
Thus you, Philomela, resemble the fair,
And we, we delight in the love that we share:
O, think of the Nightingale’s fate, and beware! ”

“ Think, girls, of the Nightingale’s fate, and beware!
In ambush his nets he carefully brings,
Glad innocence feels no alarm;
Unguarded her flight—’midst danger she wings—
And falls into sorrowful harm.
p. 20Alas! she is silent, and full of despair,
He glides away quick with his treasure so rare:
Think, girls, of the Nightingale’s fate, and beware! ”

“ YOUTH’S SONG IN SPRING
O, scarcely is Spring a time of pure bliss,
He is wrong who full trust thereon layeth;
From many it may
Take sorrow away,
But to many it trouble conveyeth.
O, when every thing is as joyous in Spring,
As in heaven, that never is dreary;
’Tis a grievous case
If one mournful must pace,
And cannot be also merry!
p. 19THE NIGHTINGALE
Translated from the Danish
In midnight’s calm hour the Nightingale sings
Of freedom, of love, and delight ”