O, For A Glorious Eve (tranlstion and poem)
O, for a glorious eve, With sun and air's calm grand! From forest, from verdant leaves Stands graceful spring fragrance. Therewith, how the sun goes down, The sky glows, gold color-- Beams with all its blushes round, And kisses sea and tor. And the day's din is silenced At every busy place; A holy... Sign in to see full entry.