Arany János - Győrei Zsolt (szerk.): The trill of the nightingale (Budapest, 2019)
V - „'Tis enough if it shines for me” - Up to the Last (Thomas Cooper)
Blame not the lute If now its tunes Have wandered to a somber key. But learn new notes, And still you’ll find Some cheer in solemn melody. The world gives theme, Your heart the throb Of passions poignant still in store. Don’t idle sit When whimsy hits, Take lute in hand and play once more. No listeners rapt? Still sing, and say The Good Lord bid you versify, Though soon your song, Like cricket’s chirp, On barren plain will wane and die. 70 71
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