Rosalia de Castro
Hour After Hour, Day After Day - Poem by Rosalia de Castro
between the earth and sky that keep
like a rushing headlong torrent
life passes on.
Restore fragrance to the flower
after it withers;
From the waves that caress the beach
and one after the other die in that caress,
gather the murmurs and the complaints
and engrave on plates of bronze their harmony.
Times now past, tears and laughter,
dark afflictions, soothing falsehoods,
Ah, where do they leave their mark,
tell me where my soul!
Translated by Muriel Kittel
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