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It’s Love and only Love that brings

It’s Love and only Love that brings

The greatest joys, the greatest sufferings.

RECOLLECTIONS OF THE YOUTH

If love of mine were given to other men,

They’d lack their strength to lift it then.

I’m drinking wine out of the bowl of beauty,

As sweet as paradise, yet thirsty feel again.

I knew not such a passion in the past,

My former pleasures will be swept like dust.

The fairest girls be there in the world,

I will reject them all – for you at last.

Photographers and lovers do the same

Retouching portraits – that is their aim.

Like a photographer I take your finest image

To cry for mercy in the midst of flame.

Your image is fondly cherished in my soul.

You give the meaning to my life awhole.

Am I to prove my feelings? Look and see –

I’ve pined away, turned yellow, burnt to coal!

You, you alone are reigning in my mind…

There’s no remedy for me to find…

It’s at your will to heal the cruel torments –

Oh darling, come to me, be so kind!

You will revive me with a smile one day,

The quacks will have to go away.

“The Nightingale is singing to his Rose”,

My fervent love will make them say.

1907

IN THE GARDEN

Why is my soul flowerless tonight?

A can imagine no reasons right.

And even is I saw a hundred houris,

I wouldn’t be happy with the sight.

Oh, nightingales with warbles sweet,

Do you enjoy the beauty of the garden?

Or are you fascinated by the heat

Of maiden’s eyes quite of a sudden?

The little singers hear another call!

In love of splendid roses they fall.

The beauteous girl I am enchanted by

For them is not the dearest at all.

Love offers many paths for us to go –

It can be either friendly thing or foe.

Reproaches mean nothing to a man

Who loves with all his heart, you know.

Don’t mock the poor youth, do not abase –

He isn’t guilty of his choice in any case.

It’s Love and only Love that brings

The greatest joys, the greatest sufferings.

1909