May 02, 2024

Does pleasant spring return once more?


 

Pompeia, Itália (Ceres?) - foto de Eric Garcia Abreu 



The Complaint Of Ceres

Does pleasant spring return once more?
Does earth her happy youth regain?
Sweet suns green hills are shining o'er;
Soft brooklets burst their icy chain:
Upon the blue translucent river
Laughs down an all-unclouded day,
The winged west winds gently quiver,
The buds are bursting from the spray;
While birds are blithe on every tree;
The Oread from the mountain-shore
Sighs, "Lo! thy flowers come back to thee—
Thy child, sad mother, comes no more!"
(...)
Joy to ye children of the field!
Whose life each coming year renews,
To your sweet cups the heaven shall yield
The purest of its nectar-dews!
Steeped in the light's resplendent streams,
The hues that streak the Iris-bow
Shall trim your blooms as with the beams
The looks of young Aurora know.
The budding life of happy spring,
The yellow autumn's faded leaf,
Alike to gentle hearts shall bring
The symbols of my joy and grief

by Friedrich von Schiller

(O poema explora a profunda dor de Ceres, a deusa da agricultura, após a perda da sua filha Prosérpina, raptada por Plutão, o deus do submundo)

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