European Elegies/Summer/Fallen lark
84.FALLEN LARK
Sweet summer songster, fall'n from glad ascending,
Dead in the dust, your wings no more aspire.
"How did she come to die? What was her ending?"
I hear my children's lisping lips inquire.
Dead in the dust, your wings no more aspire.
"How did she come to die? What was her ending?"
I hear my children's lisping lips inquire.
High in the heaven you rose with chant unresting,
Seeking the raptured crown of love's endeavour,
And in the anguisht heights of that high questing
The body broke, the song was stilled forever.
Seeking the raptured crown of love's endeavour,
And in the anguisht heights of that high questing
The body broke, the song was stilled forever.
From the Finnish of Veikko Antero Koskenniemi.