I loved you, and I probably still do,
And for a while the feeling may remain...
But let my love no longer trouble you,
I do not wish to cause you any pain.
...
What's friendship? The hangover's faction,
The gratis talk of outrage,
Exchange by vanity, inaction,
...
I saw the Death, and she was seating
By quiet entrance at my own home,
I saw the doors were opened in my tomb,
And there, and there my hope was a-flitting
...
A magic moment I remember:
I raised my eyes and you were there,
A fleeting vision, the quintessence
...
Longing for spiritual springs,
I dragged myself through desert sands ...
An angel with three pairs of wings
Arrived to me at cross of lands;
...
In alien lands I keep the body
Of ancient native rites and things:
I gladly free a little birdie
At celebration of the spring.
...
I remember the marvellous moment
you appeared before me,
like a transient vision,
like pure beauty’s spirit.
...
In my youth's years, she loved me, I am sure.
The flute of seven pipes she gave in my tenure
And harked to me with smile -- without speed,
Along the ringing holes of the reed,
...
The days drag on, each moment multiplies
Within my wounded heart the pain and sadness
Of an unhappy love and, dark, gives rise.
...
Bound for your distant home
you were leaving alien lands.
In an hour as sad as I’ve known
I wept over your hands.
...