France Preseren Poems
- A Farewell To My Youth O happier half of days decreed to me, ...
- O'Er Thee, Misfortune, I Have ...
- A Wreath Of Sonnets (7/14) Above them savage peaks the ...
- A Wreath Of Sonnets (6/14) Unblest by soothing winds of ...
- Mid Wastes Of Africa A Wandere... Mid wastes of Africa a ...
- A Wreath Of Sonnets (4/14) These tear-stained flowers of a ...
- A Toast The vintage, friends, is over, And here sweet wine ...
France Prešeren was a Slovene Romantic poet. He is considered the Slovene national poet. Although he was not a particularly prolific author, he inspired virtually all Slovene literature thereafter.
He was born 3 December 1800 (Saturday) in the Upper Carniolan village of Vrba, then part of the Habsburg Monarchy (today in Slovenia), to a relatively well-to-do peasant family. Already as a child, he showed considerable talent, so his parents decided to provide him with a good education.
At the age of eight, he was sent to elementary schools in Grosuplje and Ribnica, run by the local Roman Catholic clergy. In 1812, he moved to the Carniolan provincial ... more »
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A Farewell To My Youth
O happier half of days decreed to me,
My early years, so soon you passed away:
Few were the flowers that blossomed on that tree,
And they, scarce budded, fell into decay.
Few were the rays of hope that I could see,
And storms would often rage in wild array;
Still, for my youth, dark though thy dawn may be,
My heart will ever cry, God be with thee!
Too soon the fruits of knowledge did I eat!
Where dripped their poison, faded all delight:
I saw how honesty and truth could meet
Among the human kind with scorn and spite.
I sought true love - an ...