Sep 22, 2022
“Let my poem, like a shrine, contain - your name;
In my heart shall ever proudly reign - your name;
Let my cuntrymen hear echoes, east and west,
Of the music in that joyous strain - your name;
On this shrine shall nations henceforth read your
fame:
Here it stays to glow and glow again - your
name.
When both you and I have crossed in Charon's
boat.
Even then the glory will remain - your name.
More than Cynthia, Laura, Delia and Corrina,
Time will ever hallow my refrain - your name”.
France Prešeren - Gazelle
(1830 ca)
