Category: Poetry
MY friend! it is thou, it is thou Who hast usher’d these gems into day; ’Tis my pride and my privilege now To honour—I fain would repay Thy toils, and would bind round thy brow The laurels that grow o’er thy lay.
Lo! the maid her rosy cheeks is laving. Listen! while she bathes her snowy forehead: “Forehead! if I thought an old man’s kisses Would be stamp’d upon thee, I would hasten To th...
5. Part 5VISIR Amurath is gone a-hunting; Hunting in the leafy mountain-forest: With him hunt twelve warriors, Turkish heroes: With the heroes hunts the noble Marko: White days three the...
2. Part 2The collection of popular songs, _Narodne __srpske pjesme_, from which most of those which occupy this volume are taken, was made by Vuk, and committed to paper either from earl...
4. Part 4When the lady heard her lord’s commandments, Down she sat all sorrowful and gloomy; To herself she thought, and said in silence, —“And shall I attempt it?—I, poor cuckoo! Shall...
7. Part 7OMER’S court is near to Sarajevo; {181a} All around it is a woody mountain: In the midst there is a verdant meadow; There the maidens dance their joyous Kolo. {181b} In the Kolo...
3. Part 3She was lovely—nothing e’er was lovelier; She was tall and slender as the pine tree; White her cheeks, but tinged with rosy blushes, As if morning’s beam had shone upon them, Ti...
1. Part 1MY friend! it is thou, it is thou Who hast usher’d these gems into day; ’Tis my pride and my privilege now To honour—I fain would repay Thy toils, and would bind round thy brow...
8. Part 8Her husband, he was dead; she rent her hair For him.—Her friend was gone,—for him she tore Her cheeks.—Her only brother was not there: For him she pluck’d her eye-balls from the...