European Elegies/Spring/May roses
72.MAY ROSES
With the sweetest hours of May
Come the wild red roses;
Thick throughout the meadow-hay
Wine-bright bloom uncloses.
Come the wild red roses;
Thick throughout the meadow-hay
Wine-bright bloom uncloses.
Yet my heart is sorrowing,
Full of grief unsleeping;
In a green hill-plot in spring
I have sat a-weeping.
Full of grief unsleeping;
In a green hill-plot in spring
I have sat a-weeping.
For the tears I shed to-day
Fall upon the roses
That, in sweetest hours of May,
One grave's grass encloses.
Fall upon the roses
That, in sweetest hours of May,
One grave's grass encloses.
From the Dutch of Didericus Dorbeck.