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Poems of Gustavo Adolfo Becquer, XXXV

Gustavo Adolfo Bécquer

1836 –

1870

^{Translated from the Spanish by Mason Carnes}

If, in a book, of all our wrongs
The story should be traced,
And in our souls, as on its leaves,
They should be all effaced,
I love you so, your love has left
Such traces in my breast,
That were you to blot out one wrong,
I'd blot out all the rest!

From Poems of Gustavo Adolfo Becquer (Kegan Paul, Trench, Trübner & Co., Ltd., 1891) by Gustavo Adolfo Becquer. Translated from the Spanish by Mason Carnes. This poem is in the public domain.

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Poems of Gustavo Adolfo Becquer, IX

^{Translated from the Spanish by Mason Carnes}

Balmy breezes softly sighing,
     Kiss the light waves as they curl;
And the sun, albeit dying
     Kisses warm yon cloud of pearl;
For a kiss the flame is trying
     Round the burning log to whirl;
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Poems of Gustavo Adolfo Becquer, VII

^{Translated from the Spanish by Mason Carnes}

In the dark corner of the drawing-room,
Forgotten by its mistress long ago,
Silent, cover’d with dust there in the gloom
The old harp lies.

Gustavo Adolfo Bécquer

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Poems of Gustavo Adolfo Becquer, IV

^{Translated from the Spanish by Mason Carnes}

        Ah! do not say that, all its treasure spent,
        For lack of subjects mute the lyre has grown:
        Perchance no poets there will be, but still
                              For ever poetry will live.

Gustavo Adolfo Bécquer

1891