Tag : Armenian poems

Cradle Song, by Raphael Patkanian

(1830-1892) Mother SWEET slumber now creeps o’er thee slow,Sweet breezes rock thee to and fro :My baby sleeps, so soft and lowWith sweetest songs I’ll sing oror. Baby O Mother dear, thou art unkindMy sleepless eyes so long to bind.Anon I’ll rest, and sleep resigned ;—Release me ...
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Spring, by Hovhannes Hovhannisian

(Born 1869) NONE await thy smiling rays ;Whither comest thou, O Spring ?None are left to sing thy praise—Vain thy coming now, O Spring ! All the world is wrapped in gloom,Earth in blood is weltering :This year brought us blackest doom—Whither comest thou, O Spring ? No rose for the ...
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The Little Lake, by Bedros Tourian

(1852-1872) WHY dost thou lie in hushed surprise,    Thou little lonely mere ?Did some fair woman wistfully    Gaze in thy mirror clear ? Or are thy waters calm and still    Admiring the blue sky,Where shining cloudlets, like thy ...
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Incense, by Zabelle Essayan

(Born 1878) THE incense at the altar slowly burnsSwayed in the silver censer to and fro ;Around the crucifix it coils and turns,The brows of saints it wreathes with misty glow. And tremulous petitions, long drawn out,Beneath the lofty arches faint away ;To weary eyes the candles round ...
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I beheld my Love this Morning, by Sayat Nova

(1712-1795) I BEHELD my love this morning, in the garden paths she strayed,All brocaded was the ground with prints her golden pattens made ;Like the nightingale, I warbled round my rose with wings displayed,And I wept, my reason faltered, while my heart was sore dismayed.Grant, O Lord, that all ...
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Liberty, by Mikael Nalbandian

(1829-1866) WHEN the God of LibertyFormed of earth this mortal frame,Breathed the breath of life in me,And a spirit I became, Wrapped within my swaddling bands,Bound and fettered helplessly,I stretched forth my infant handsTo embrace sweet Liberty. All night long, until the dawn,In my cradle ...
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Yesternight I walked Abroad

ANONYMOUS YESTERNIGHT I walked abroad.From the clouds sweet dews were falling,     And my love stood in the road,All in green, and to me calling.     To her home she led me straight,Shut and barred the gate securely ;     Whoso tries to force that gateBrave I’ll reckon him most surely ! ...
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O Night, be long, by Nahabed Kouchak

O NIGHT, be long—long as an endless year !Descend, thick darkness, black and full of fear !     To-night my heart’s desire has been fulfilled—     My love is here at last—a guest concealed ! Dawn, stand behind seven mountains—out of sight,Lest thou my loved one banish with thy light ...
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