European Elegies/Winter/The song of grief
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51.THE SONG OF GRIEF
My brothers, blame me not because I singA doleful song;If I aggrieve you with my sorrowing,Forgive the wrong!—
For when your transient joys and happinessHave turned to dust,And sorrows curse your midnights with distress,As sorrows must,
Then, since grief's slavery is sung by me,To seek reliefYour lonely lips will whisper wistfullyMy song of grief.
From the Ukrainian of Ivan Franko.