Kochanowski, Jan Lament XVIII http://www.wolnelektury.pl/lektura/laments http://wolnelektury.pl/katalog/lektura/treny-tren-xviii Prall, Dorothea Kozioł, Paweł Lech, Justyna Niedziałkowska, Marta Fundacja Nowoczesna Polska Renesans Liryka Tren Publikacja zrealizowana w ramach projektu Wolne Lektury (http://wolnelektury.pl). Reprodukcja cyfrowa wykonana przez Bibliotekę Narodową z egzemplarza pochodzącego ze zbiorów BN. Dofinansowano ze środków Ministra Kultury i Dziedzictwa Narodowego. http://wolnelektury.pl/katalog/lektura/laments-lament-xviii http://polona.pl/item/333575/1/ Jan Kochanowski, Laments, University of California Press, Berkeley 1920 Domena publiczna - Dorothea Prall xml text text 2014-11-18 enghttp://redakcja.wolnelektury.pl/media/cover/image/6953502803_059da0ee75_o.jpg Synthetic Assortments, Phillip Taylor, CC BY-SA 2.0 http://redakcja.wolnelektury.pl/cover/image/3805 Jan Kochanowski Laments Lament XVIII We are thy thankless children, gracious Lord./ The good thou dost afford/ Lightly do we employ,/ All careless of the one who giveth joy. We heed not him from whom delights do flow./ Until they fade and go/ We take no thought to render/ That gratitude we owe the bounteous sender. Yet keep us in thy care. Let not our pride/ Cause thee, dear God, to hide/ The glory of thy beauty:/ Chasten us till we shall recall our duty. Yet punish us as with a father's hand./ We mites, cannot withstand/ Thine anger; we are snow,/ Thy wrath, the sun that melts us in its glow. Make us not perish thus, eternal God,/ From thy too heavy rod./ Recall that thy disdain/ Alone doth give thy children bitter pain. Yet I do know thy mercy doth abound/ While yet the spheres turn round,/ And thou wilt never cast/ Without the man who humbles him at last. Though great and many my transgressions are,/ Thy goodness greater far/ Than mine iniquity:/ Lord, manifest thy mercy unto me!