[BNP/E3, 31A – 16]
29 etc… 30
“Summer Moments”
The sky is blue,
The glad grass green.
My sad eyes woo
The alien scene.
Oh, could my heart
Partake of it
And feel no smart
Feeling life flit!
I have no home,
No hours save pain.
Sweet breezes, come
Into my brain!
Great river so
Quiet and true,
Teach me to go
Through life like you.
I have no rest.
My flowers have faded.
What was that quest
My will evaded?
Even what I wish
I care not for.
My heart is rich
And my life poor.
Oh, golden day,
Come into me
And my soul ray
With sunlit glee!
Let me be merely
A window pane
You pass through, clearly
A warmed no‑pain.
I faint and shiver
Hearing life call[1]
Oh passing river,
Where is my home?
Oh happy hours
That the fields wear.
Fresh summer showers
O my despair.....
O glad horizons!
O happy hills!
What pain imprisons
My struggling wills?
What is between
Myself and me?
What should have been
That[2] this |should| not be?
What fate, what power
Of dark despair
Makes each fair hour
Taste as not fair?
Oh for some rest!
Give a home,
A hope, a nest
Not to stray from.
Somewhere in life
Sure there must be
Something not strife
Waiting for me.
Lead me to it,
O happy day![3]
O hours that fit
My torn decay!
No more! no more!
No more to be
Than a lone shore
Struck by the sea!
Wake in me hopes
At least, though false.
My spirit gropes
Round prison‑walls.
Low voice of streams,
Sweet summer's wife -
Why made I dreams
My only life?
12-9-1915
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(português)
[16v]
Doe-me a alma (de) vê-la
Chora-me o coração-
Ah, porque não posso eu tê-la
E a posso ver então?
Porque fiz eu dos sonhos
(A) Minha única vida
__________
O céu azul e a paz
Dos rumores do dia –
Tudo isto maior faz
Esta nossa agonia…
Ah com que dor consola –
Que desprezo e horror
Dentro essa † falsa
O dia exterior!
_______
Trémulos |*vincos risonhos|
Na água adormecida
[1] call /(come)\
[2] That /Lest\
[3] Lead me to it, /Make my heart fit\
O happy day! /My going day.\
