An Anthology of Modern Bohemian Poetry/Ritournelles
Bohdan Kaminský (b. 1859).
Amid this life, where age by age are pressed
A throng of hapless beings, naught save love
So potent is, that man thereon may rest.
Ever by love man raises him on high. . . .
Some let, ere this, their heart's blood ebb away
But if he ponders where is joy on earth,
Naught, if the heart is silent, makes reply.
Faces with radiance, souls with song, and flowers
With dew with reconciliation ills.
When every page speaks fragrance to our soul,
And radiance, warmth, sweet tenderness to youth.
Whose life is but a leaf torn from a book,
That in the fire a maiden's hand destroys.
"Men and Women" (1893).