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<dzielo_nadrzedne>Laments</dzielo_nadrzedne>




<nazwa_utworu>Lament X</nazwa_utworu>




<strofa>My dear delight, my Ursula, and where/
Art thou departed, to what land, what sphere?/
High o'er the heavens wert thou borne, to stand/
One little cherub midst the cherub band?/
Or dost thou laugh in Paradise, or now/
Upon the Islands of the Blest art thou?/
Or in his ferry o'er the gloomy water/
Does Charon<pe><slowo_obce>Charon</slowo_obce> --- a figure from Greek mythology who ferried the souls of the dead to the underworld.</pe> bear thee onward, little daughter?/
And having drunken of forgetfulness/
Art thou unwitting of my sore distress?/
Or, casting off thy human, maiden veil,/
Art thou enfeathered in some nightingale?/
Or in grim Purgatory must thou stay/
Until some tiniest stain be washed away?/
Or hast returned again to where thou wert/
Ere thou wast born to bring me heavy hurt?/
Where'er thou art, ah! pity, comfort me;/
And if not in thine own entirety,/
Yet come before mine eyes a moment's space/
In some sweet dream that shadoweth thy grace.</strofa>


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