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Stevenson, Robert Louis: A mennyei orvos (The celestial surgeon in Hungarian)

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The celestial surgeon (English)

If I have faltered more or less

In my great task of happiness;

If I have moved among my race

And shown no glorious morning face;

If beams from happy human eyes

Have moved me not; if morning skies,

Books, and my food, and summer rain

Knocked on my sullen heart in vain:--

Lord, thy most pointed pleasure take

And stab my spirit broad awake;

Or, Lord, if too obdurate I,

Choose thou, before that spirit die,

A piercing pain, a killing sin,

And to my dead heart run them in!

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A mennyei orvos (Hungarian)

Ha néha boldogságomon

munkálva el kell botlanom;

ha csüggedvén utam során

dicső hajnal se nyílna rám;

ha már a csillámló szemek

s a pirkadat se hatna meg,

se étel, könyv, se langy eső,

komor szívemre verdeső -

lelkemen, Uram, döfjed át

a legszúróbb gyönyör nyilát;

vagy ha e lélek oly konok,

Uram, míg el nem pusztulok,

adj gyilkoló bűnt, kínt nekem,

úgy törd be végül holt szívem!

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