A Man’s Requirements / Cerintele unui barbat

POSTED IN classic poetry, translated English-Romanian February 28, 2019

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A Man’s Requirements / Cerintele unui barbat

Love me Sweet, with all thou art,
Feeling, thinking, seeing;
Love me in the lightest part,
Love me in full being.

Love me with thine open youth
In its frank surrender;
With the vowing of thy mouth,
With its silence tender.

Love me with thine azure eyes,
Made for earnest granting;
Taking colour from the skies,
Can Heaven’s truth be wanting?

Love me with their lids, that fall
Snow-like at first meeting;
Love me with thine heart, that all
Neighbours then see beating.

Love me with thine hand stretched out
Freely—open-minded:
Love me with thy loitering foot,—
Hearing one behind it.

Love me with thy voice, that turns
Sudden faint above me;
Love me with thy blush that burns
When I murmur Love me!

Love me with thy thinking soul,
Break it to love-sighing;
Love me with thy thoughts that roll
On through living—dying.

Love me when in thy gorgeous airs,
When the world has crowned thee;
Love me, kneeling at thy prayers,
With the angels round thee.

Love me pure, as musers do,
Up the woodlands shady:
Love me gaily, fast and true
As a winsome lady.

Through all hopes that keep us brave,
Farther off or nigher,
Love me for the house and grave,
And for something higher.

Thus, if thou wilt prove me, Dear,
Woman’s love no fable.
I will love thee—half a year—
As a man is able.

Elisabeth Barrett Browning
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Cerintele unui barbat

Iubeste-ma cu tot ce esti
Simtind, gandind, vazand;
Usuratec sa ma iubesti
iubeste-ma fiind.

Iubeste-ma cu tineretea
ce franc se supune ;
cu promisiuni din gura-ti,
tacut-afectiune.

Iubeste-ma cu ochi de-azur,
creati sinceri spre-a fi ;
luand culoarea de la cer,
Cerul poate dori ?

Iubeste-ma cu pleoape, ce cad
cum neaua la prima intalnire ;
cu inima-ti, astfel incat
toti vecinii s-o vada-n zvacnire.

Iubeste-ma cu mana-ntinsa
liber, nebuneste :
c-un picior lenes destinsa,-
cel’lalt se taraste.

Iubeste-ma cu vocea, jocul
ce sleit ma trasforma ;
Cu obraji ce ard ca focul
cand susur « iubeste-ma » !

Cu-al tau suflet chibzuit,
rupt in suspinare ;
cu gandul talazuit
viata-moarte – care.

Iubeste-ma superba fiind,
cand lumea-ti da cununa ;
cand te rogi, ingenunchind
cu ingerii-mpreuna.

ca pustnicii, luminat
in umbra padurii buna :
sau vesel, iute si curat
ca o gratioasa Doamna.

Prin sperante crezamant,
mai departe sau mai tare,
iubeste-ma pan’ la mormant,
iubeste-mai sus in zare.

Astfele, daca-mi dovedesti,
ca iubesti cu-adevarat.
Te-oi iubi juma’ de an –
c-atat poate un barbat.

Vintage print