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Mare, Walter de la: An Epitaph

Portre of Mare, Walter de la

An Epitaph (English)

Here lies a most beautiful lady,

Light of step and heart was she;

I think she was the most beautiful lady

That ever was in the West Country.

 

But beauty vanishes, beauty passes;

However rare -- rare it be;

And when I crumble,who will remember

This lady of the West Country.



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Source of the quotationhttp://www.poemhunter.com/poem/an-epitaph/

Sírfelirat (Hungarian)

Itt nyugszik egy gyönyörű asszony,

könnyed szív, könnyű boka -

én azt hiszem gyönyörűbb asszony

nem élt Nyugaton soha.

 

De múlik a, hervad a, hol van a szépség,

akármilyen csoda?

S ha tűnök enyészve, kinek jut eszébe

ez a szép Nyugat Asszonya?



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Source of the quotationhttp://csicsada.freeblog.hu/tags/vers/page/181/

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