Poetry of the Magyars; Preceded by a Sketch of the Language and Literature of Hungary and Transylvania

Poetry of the Magyars; Preceded by a Sketch of the Language and Literature of Hungary and Transylvania

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1830 edition. Excerpt: ...breast. Send to the weary eye repose And happy dreams to-night: And bid the veil of darkness close O'er holy love's delight. The rose-tree hides its fairest flowers While eve glides calmly by, And life's most bright and blessed hours Are hid in mystery. I have a secret--but 'tis mine--No word shall reach thine ear; 'Tis buried in my heart's own shrine, And lock'd in safety there. I will not tell my thought--nor shame My maiden with a fear; I will not tell my maiden's name Nor what I feel for her. i 2 TO ERNESTINE. Szep, szep az Elet Eszti! Sweet is life, my Ernestine! In the od'rous myrtle grove, In the arms of holy love, In Dione's, or in thine. Sweet is life, my Ernestine! Some may fear lest wind and wave Delve for all their wealth a grave; Some may heap Golconda's store, Ever adding more to more; Warriors climb the slippery hill Crown'd by glory's citadel; Welcoming the Peans loud Victory wakens from the crowd; But, with thee, my Ernestine, Yes! with thee to live be mine. Silenced every worldly tone, O how sweet to live alone! Seeing--wishing not to see Aught but those bright smiles of thine; Villogjon a' dicsoseg' Polczau Napoleonnal. Thee, my love--and only thee--Hearing nought but thy soft breathing, Or thy gentle rustling, wreathing Little flowers of love for me. I THE DANCE. Nezzd a' tancz' nemeit, mint festik jatszi ecsettel. Look at the dance! You may trace in its playful and varying changes National manners and habits--the feelings and thoughts of the people. First, see the German come forward--and, waltzing three paces, he seizes Her whom he loves, and he gracefully wheels her in lightfooted circle: Simple and quiet in all things--his very enjoyments are tranquil: One and one only he claims--if he love her, his love will be...show more

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  • Paperback | 54 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 3mm | 113g
  • Rarebooksclub.com
  • United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236809831
  • 9781236809834