Konstantin Nikolaevich Batiushkov (1787 - 1855 / Russia)
Poems of Konstantin Nikolaevich Batiushkov
|1.||Epitaph For A Shepherdess||1/1/2004|
|2.||Know'st Thou What Gray Methuselah||1/1/2004|
|8.||The Friend's Shadow||1/1/2004|
As a wild flower hangs its head and wilts
Beneath the reaper's killing scythe,
Ill, I awaited my untimely end
And thought: the fateful hour's nigh.
With eyes already veiled by Erebus' thick gloom,
My heart slowed down its beat:
I was collapsing, disappearing, and it seemed
The sun of youth had set.
Then you arrived, O my heart's joy,