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Dutt, Michael Madhusdan - ZaunköniG - 28.08.2022 Michael Madhusudan Dutt (1824–1873) Indien Sonnets. I. I am not rich, nay, nor the future heir To sparkling gold or silver heaped on store; There is no marble blushing on my floor With thousand varied dies:—no gilded chair, No cushions, carpets that by riches are Brought from the Persian land, or Turkish shore; There is no menial waiting at my door Attentive to the knell: and all things rare, Born in remotest regions, that shine in And grace the rich-man's hall, are wanting here. These are not things that by blind Fate have been Allotted ever to the poor man's share: These are not things, these eyes have ever seen, Tho' their proud names have sounded in this ear! II. But oh! I grieve not;—for the azure sky With all its host of stars that brightly shine, The green-robed earth with all her flow'rs divine, The verdant vales and every mountain high, Those beauteous meads that now do glittering lie Clad in bright sun-shine,—all, oh! all are mine! And much there is on which my ear and eye Can feast luxurious!—why should I repine? The furious Gale that howls and fiercely blows, The gentler Breeze that sings with tranquil glee, The silver Rill that gayly warbling flows, And e'en the dark and ever-lasting Sea, All, all these bring oblivion for my woes, And all these have transcendent charms for me! . |