Wednesday, July 20, 2011

I loved you

  • "I loved you; even now I may confess,
    Some embers of my love their fire retain,
    But do not let it cause you more distress,
    I do not want to sadden you again.
    Hopeless and tonguetied, yet I loved you dearly
    With pangs the jealous and the timid know;
    So tenderly I loved you, so sincerely,
    I pray God grant another love you so."
-- Alexander Pushkin


Minnie said...

Lovely poem - at least as far as I can judge from the translation ...
Just dropped in to send greetings from France (from someone who grew up not far from Aldbury - betw Ashridge & Potten End).

lucia said...

Whose translation is this? It's beautiful.