Narodne srpske pjesme. Serbian poular poetry, tr. by J. Bowring1827 |
자주 나오는 단어 및 구문
address'd aged mother ah Laso Ajkuna answer'd ask'd ballad bandits Banitza Belgrad beloved Bogdan bosom bride of Mahmoud call'd cheeks church courser crystal water curse Dalmatia Danube Dmitar dost eyes faithful falcon fir-tree flow'ret flung forehead fortress gave golden Göthe Gusle Hassan Aga hast thou hasten'd heard heart heaven hero holy Hospodar impassion'd longings Jelitza kiss Kossova Lado lady Leka look'd lovely maiden Mahmoud Pasha maid marriage mountain Mustaph Aga Neimar Nenad never noble nursling o'er pass'd poetry Predrag princely Marko princely Mujo racter reach'd sabre seek seized Servian Sharaz Slavonian Slavonic sleep snowy song sorrow Stalach steed Suko sweet swiftly tear Tell thee thine thou art thou hast thy brother thy sister trochaics trusty Turkish Turks Twas Tzar unknown warrior verdant forest Vila voivode Vukashin wandering warriors white days white dwelling wife wine young Jovan youth
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63 페이지 - Tis not in battles that from youth we train The Governor who must be wise and good, And temper with the sternness of the brain Thoughts motherly, and meek as womanhood. Wisdom doth live with children round her knees: Books, leisure, perfect freedom, and the talk Man holds with week-day man in the hourly walk Of the mind's business...
40 페이지 - What's so white upon yon verdant forest ? Is it snow, or is it swans assembled ? Were it snow, it surely had been melted; Were it swans, long since they had departed. Lo! it is not swans, it is not snow there: "Tis the tent of Aga, Hassan Aga...
53 페이지 - If thou find not two same- titled beings, If thou find not Stojan and Stojana * : And these two — these two young twins so loving, They must be immured in the foundation. Thus alone will the foundations serve thee : Thus alone can ye erect your fortress.
125 페이지 - I FAIN would sing — but will be silent now, For pain is sitting on my lover's brow; And he would hear me — and, though silent, deem I pleased myself, but little thought of him, While of nought else I think ; to him I give My spirit — and for him alone I live; Bear him within my heart, as mothers bear The last and youngest object of their care.
64 페이지 - O let him drain my bosom !" Rado bade the workmen all obey her, Leave a window for that snowy bosom, Let that snowy bosom heave it freely When her voiceless Jovo shall come near her, When he comes, he'll drink from out her bosom.
xvii 페이지 - Servian song resembles the tune of the violin ; Old Slavonian, that of the organ ; Polish, that of the guitar. The Old Slavonian in its psalms, sounds like the loud rush of the mountain stream ; the Polish, like the bubbling and sparkling of a fountain ; and the Servian like the quiet murmuring of a streamlet in the valley...
56 페이지 - Vainly seek'st to fix the wall's foundations, — Vainly seek'st to elevate the fortress. Listen now to me ! Ye are three brothers : Each a faithful wife at home possesses : — Her who comes to-morrow to Bojana, Her who brings the rations to the workmen, Her immure within the wall's foundations ! So shall the foundations fix them firmly : So shalt thou erect Bojana's fortress." When the king Vukashin heard the Vila, Both his brothers speedily he summon'd : " Hear my words, now hear my words, my...
21 페이지 - ... her, And the last of all came Mustaph Aga; None could lift her from the ground, till Suko Sticks into the earth his waving banner, Stretches out his right hand to the maiden. See her, see her ! from the ground upspringing, Swift she vaults upon his steed behind him ; Rapidly he guides the courser onwards, Swift they speed across the open desert, Swift as ever star across the heavens. When the old man saw it, Mustaph Aga, Loud he screamed with voice of troubled anger ; " Look to this, ye bidden...
104 페이지 - My love ! A few short paces backward move, And to the verdant forest go ; There's a fresh water-fount below ; And in the fount a marble stone, Which a gold cup reposes on ; And in the cup a ball of snow — Love ! take that ball of snow to rest Upon thine heart within thy breast. And as it melts unnoticed there, So melts my heart in thine, my dear ! " A more ornate translation occurs in the unpublished work reviewed in the Quarterly.