Kochanowski, Jan Song XXV Zawadzki, Jarek Choromańska, Paulina Fundacja Nowoczesna Polska Renesans Liryka Wiersz Publikacja zrealizowana w ramach projektu Wolne Lektury (http://wolnelektury.pl). Materiał źródłowy pobrany ze strony http://archive.org/details/PolishPoetryInEnglish. http://wolnelektury.pl/katalog/lektura/kochanowski-song-xxv http://archive.org/details/PolishPoetryInEnglish Polish Poetry in English, tłum. Jarek Zawadzki [online], [dostęp: 04.03.2013]. Dostępny WWW: http://archive.org/details/PolishPoetryInEnglish. Creative Commons Uznanie Autorstwa - Na Tych Samych Warunkach 3.0.PL http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0/ xml text text 2013-03-05 enghttp://redakcja.wolnelektury.pl/media/dynamic/cover/image/2396.jpg I stopped to smell the flowers, Old Sarge@Flickr, CC BY 2.0 http://redakcja.wolnelektury.pl/cover/image/2396 DCA 1DTP 3MD Jan Kochanowski Song XXV What wishest Thou for all the lavish gifts of Thine?/ What for Thy benefactions boundless and divine?/ The Church cannot contain Thee, Thou art everywhere:/ Down in the depths and seas, in the earth and in the air. For gold Thou cravest not, belongeth all to Thee/ Whate'er on earth a man his own may claim to be./ And so with grateful hearts we worship Thee, O Lord,/ Because no better offering can we afford. Thou rul'st the world, and Thou alone hast made the sky,/ With golden stars that shine so finely there on high./ Thou hast laid the foundations of the earth immense,/ Its naked plains lie covered with Thy herbage dense. The seas abide within their shores by Thy command,/ For they dare not outside the drafted bounds expand;/ The days and eves observe their timing all year round;/ And all the brooks and streams in water now abound. By Thy decree, all sundry flowers in Spring are born,/ Likewise a grain-ear wreath shall Summer's head adorn./ Fresh wine and varied apples Autumn doth beget./ And only then the Winter comes, when all is set. And by Thy grace sweet dew may on dull herbage fall,/ And sun-burnt crops the rain will soon to life recall./ All animals in search of food resort to Thee:/ Thou feedest them out of Thy generosity. Be praised our everlasting Lord! Be praised for ever!/ Thy grace and Thy benevolence depleting never!/ Look after us on earth if Thou but wishest, oh,/ And with Thy wings please cover us that walk below!