Arany János - Győrei Zsolt (szerk.): The trill of the nightingale (Budapest, 2019)

V - „'Tis enough if it shines for me” - Epilogue (Mark Baczoni)

Epilogue

Of this life I have done the round On foot I mostly trod the ground.

On foot, no fuss At most, I took the omnibus.

Seen a lot of fancy coaches,

With shiny wheels, fiery torches,

And 'pon my soul!

I did not envy them at all.

Never caring who was in 'em,

Dandy men and painted women

Who scorn and spurn

Those walking 'pon the road they churn.

If a coachman for some blue-blood Sprayed me, roadside, full of mud,

I did not row To pass me by did him allow.

For here and there upon my way A flower spread for me, so gay That picking it did satisfy my spirit.

Of this life I have done the round It sometimes gave me, so I found A great excess;

But when in need, did give far less.

Of accolades I've had a dearth,

Far beyond my actual worth Had these I sought,

I'd have far more than I ought.

Some may think me haughty, vain,

Or even happy; then again,

'Happy' can be,

For so many, jealousy.