Armenian Poems/Song
For works with similar titles, see Song.
How often in my life to find Tranquillity I yearned!Ever with visions infinite My heart within me burned.
The world will not afford this peace For which I ask in vain;My broken, wasted heart would not With empty hope remain.
I seek not the impossible— One heart to which to cling,One feeling heart, which to its mate Would bring love’s glowing spring.