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I foresee all my words will wound
What spiteful mirth might satisfy
At my expense in these dark days?
Once, meeting you by chance, I spied
A spark of tenderness inside
I dared not trust it, did not dare
To feed the longing, sweet and rare
My weary freedom, dull and cold
I would not lose — so I withheld
Another fate us then divided
Poor Lensky fell, by sorrow guided
From all that once my heart held dear
I tore my soul — the path was clear
A stranger to the world, unbound
I thought that freedom, peace around
Could take the place of happiness…
O God! How wrong I was, I confess —
How bitterly I’ve been undone
How harsh the punishment I’ve won
No — to see you each passing hour
To follow you in sun or shower
To catch the smile upon your lips
The gentle motion of your eyes
With loving glances, full of sighs
To listen long, to understand
The soul’s perfection at your hand
Before you, in sweet torment, stay
To pale, to fade — that is the way
To bliss! And I am robbed of this
For you I roam in endless bliss
Each day is dear, each hour I prize
Yet in vain melancholy lies
The days allotted by my fate —
So heavy now, so desolate
I know my life’s span is defined
But for it to endure, entwined
I must be sure, when morning breaks
That I shall see you when day wakes
I fear my humble, pleading call
May seem to you a cunning thrall —
Your stern gaze might this scheme decry
And I shall hear your angry cry
If only you could know how dire
It is to burn with love’s desire
To flame, yet calm the blood’s commotion
Restrain it with the mind’s devotion
To long to kneel before your grace
And, weeping, pour out in your space
All prayers, confessions, grievances —
All that my soul in silence dances
And yet, with false, icy disguise
To arm both speech and watching eyes
To hold a calm, composed debate
To look on you with cheerful state!
But so be it — I cannot fight
This force within, this endless light
All’s settled I am in your hand
And yield myself to fate’s command
