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Dickinson, Emily: (Sírásó! Mester alszik itt.) (Sexton! My Master's sleeping here. 96 in Hungarian)

Portre of Dickinson, Emily

Sexton! My Master's sleeping here. 96 (English)

Sexton! My Master's sleeping here.
Pray lead me to his bed!
I came to build the Bird's nest,
And sow the Early seed —

That when the snow creeps slowly
From off his chamber door —
Daisies point the way there —
And the Troubadour.

Uploaded byFűri Mária
Source of the quotation Sexton!_My_Master%27s_sleeping_here.

(Sírásó! Mester alszik itt.) (Hungarian)

Sírásó! Mester alszik itt.
Mutasd meg nyughelyét!
Fészket jöttem csinálni,
S magvakat szórni szét —

A hó az ajtajától
Ha lassan elvonul —
Százszorszép vezessen —
Meg a Trubadur.
(A vers 1859 körül keletkezett)


Uploaded byEfraim Israel
Source of the quotationsaját fordítás