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| author [first name] | title | language | publication | id code | last modification | view |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| Franz Theremin | Mein Geist ist trüb’ | German | Arg-2241-1110 | 2015-01-03 22:32 Manfred | only this add | |
| Lord George Gordon Byron | * My Soul is Dark | English | Arg-2240-1110 | 2015-01-03 22:28 Manfred | only this remove |
Lord George Gordon Byron , |
| My soul is dark - Oh! quickly string |
| The harp I yet can brook to hear; |
| And let thy gentle fingers fling |
| Its melting murmurs o'er mine ear. |
| If in this heart a hope be dear, |
| That sound shall charm it forth again: |
| If in these eyes there lurk a tear, |
| 'Twill flow, and cease to burn my brain. |
| But bid the strain be wild and deep, |
| Nor let thy notes of joy be first: |
| I tell thee, minstrel, I must weep, |
| Or else this heavy heart will burst; |
| For it hath been by sorrow nursed, |
| And ached in sleepless silence, long; |
| And now 'tis doomed to know the worst, |
| And break at once - or yield to song. |
| Author of this English poem is Lord George Gordon Byron (*1788-01-22 - †1824-04-18). Tiun ĉi anglan poemon mi, Manfred Retzlaff, trovis en la retejo http://classiclit.about.com/library bl-etexts/lbyron/bl-lbyron-mysoul.htm. |