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Maid of Athens, ere we part
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Maid of Athens, ere we part,
Give, oh, give back my heart!
Or, since that has left my breast,
Keep it now, and take the rest!
Hear my vow before I go,
Zoë mou sas agapo.
By those tresses unconfined,
Wooed by each Aegean wind;
By those lids whose jetty fringe
Kiss thy soft cheeks' blooming tinge;
By those wild eyes like the roe,
Zoë mou sas agapo.
By that lip I long to taste;
By that zone-encircled waist;
By all the token-flowers that tell
What words can never speak so well;
By love's alternate joy and woe,
Zoë mou sas agapo.
Maid of Athens! I am gone:
Think of me, sweet! when alone.
Though I fly to Istambol,
Athens holds my heart and soul:
Can I cease to love thee? No!
Zoë mou sas agapo.
George Gordon Byron
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Yuan Wang
(8/11/2008 12:15:00 PM) |
Wow! I finally found the English version! I read this poem in Chinese when I was 14 years old and was so fascinated by the translated lines. I have always wondered what the English version is like, and thanks to this website, I've found it! It is so beautiful, and such a joy to realize the dream in my childhood! Thank you poemhunter!
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