France Preseren Poems
- A Wreath Of Sonnets (7/14) Above them savage peaks the ...
- A Wreath Of Sonnets (6/14) Unblest by soothing winds of ...
- A Farewell To My Youth O happier half of days decreed to me, ...
- O'Er Thee, Misfortune, I Have ...
- A Wreath Of Sonnets (4/14) These tear-stained flowers of a ...
- Mid Wastes Of Africa A Wandere... Mid wastes of Africa a ...
- A Wreath Of Sonnets (5/14) They come from where no man can ...
France Prešeren was a Slovene Romantic poet. He is considered the Slovene national poet. Although he was not a particularly prolific author, he inspired virtually all Slovene literature thereafter.
He was born 3 December 1800 (Saturday) in the Upper Carniolan village of Vrba, then part of the Habsburg Monarchy (today in Slovenia), to a relatively well-to-do peasant family. Already as a child, he showed considerable talent, so his parents decided to provide him with a good education.
At the age of eight, he was sent to elementary schools in Grosuplje and Ribnica, run by the local Roman Catholic clergy. In 1812, he moved to the Carniolan provincial ... more »
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A Wreath Of Sonnets (7/14)
Above them savage peaks the mountains raise,
Like those which once were charmed by the refrain
Of Orpheus, when his lyre stirred hill and plain,
And Haemus' crags and the wild folk of Thrace.
Ah, would, to cure the dearth of these our days,
An Orpheus dowered with song of native strain
Were sent to us that all Slovenes might gain
Fresh fire to set their frozen hearts ablaze.
His words might kindle thoughts that would remind
Us of lost pride of race; discord would cease;
Our people in one nation then combined
Would see that feuds no longer ...