FROM THE GERMAN OF UHLAND.
There sits a lovely maiden,
The ocean murmuring nigh;
She throws the hook, and watches;
The fishes pass it by.
A ring, with a red jewel,
Is sparkling on her hand;
Upon the hook she binds it,
And flings it from the land.
Uprises from the water
A hand like ivory fair.
What gleams upon its finger?
The golden ring is there.
Uprises from the bottom
A young and handsome knight;
In golden scales he rises,
That glitter in the light.
The maid is pale with terror--
'Nay, Knight of Ocean, nay,
It was not thee I wanted;
Let go the ring, I pray.'
'Ah, maiden, not to fishes
The bait of gold is thrown;
The ring shall never leave me,
And thou must be my own.'
A great legendary story has been hauntingly expressed. Beautiful poem.
Uprises from the bottom A young and handsome knight; In golden scales he rises, ../// beautiful poem; enjoyable That glitter in the light.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A myth of life rising from the water, the sea, the very source of life itself. The universal story of Prince Charming.