The Brazen Bells Of Midnight... - Poem by Mihai Eminescu
The brazen bells of midnight upon the darkness toll,
But sleep, life's custom agent, won't take from me his dole;
Down paths so many follow, death would my spirit lead,
And death, when all considered, resembles life indeed;
While in my heart the balance does level stand between
And neither to the one, nor to the other lean.
(Translated by Corneliu M. Popescu)
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