A verse, a line, and enough
it will be song
if it be noble
Sang the Chorus:
'You experiment and so you must.
Verses and songs thrown
here and there as the parts of
human life and breathing things
must be.'
Then said the Poet Seer:
'But sing me noble and sing
me sweet, simultaneous'
this kiss we give
the Chorus said:
for that to us be inspiration
verse and song no, not now'
then the King said:
'Of all this bliss I will
turn the whole heavens
and they will rain
being made joyful they
will rain their sweet dews
that sweet verse and song contain'
then sang the Chorus:
'grains of sand that scent
in coming of the Dawn
how white her face
how irradiant the lawn
that up the green hill goes
the lark that in her throes
singing and heaven-leaping goes'
a verse, a line, and enough
it will be song
if it be noble
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem