Vanessa Redgrave
and
Stane Sever

 

 
 
NazajKazaloNaprej
 
       
Recitacija      
   Translated
   by:
   Janko
   Lavrin

   Read by:
   Katrin
   Cartlidge
 
He who from fate receives but blow on blow,
Who, like myself in her disfavour stands,
Although he had a hundred mighty hands,
Would vainly strive for riches here below.

His paths are strewn with thorns where'er he go;
And where he looks for home there soon expands
A sea of woes: against its stormy strands
Waves roll and splash in unremitting flow.

Pursued and tossed about by Care, by Need,
He finds no peace from worries on his road,
Though to the farthest place his search may lead.

And only in the quiet, cold abode,
Which after weary life's span is decreed,
Will death relieve him of his toilsome load.






 
       
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