by Anne Hunter (1742 - 1821)
Translation © by Guy Laffaille

Despair
Language: English 
Available translation(s): DUT FRE
The anguish of my bursting heart
Till now my tongue hath ne'er betray'd.
Despair at length reveals the smart;
No time can cure, no hope can aid.

My sorrows verging to the grave,
No more shall pain thy gentle breast.
Think, death gives freedom to the slave,
Nor mourn for me when I'm at rest.

Yet, if at eve you chance to stray
Where silent sleep the peaceful dead,
Give to your kind compassion way,
Nor check the tears by pity shed.

Whene'er the precious dew drop falls
I ne'er can know, I ne'er can see;
And if sad thought my fate recalls,
A sigh may rise unheard by me.

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Available translations, adaptations, and transliterations (if applicable):

  • FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , title 1: "Désespoir", copyright © 2008, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • DUT Dutch (Nederlands) [singable] (Lau Kanen) , title 1: "Wanhoop", copyright © 2016, (re)printed on this website with kind permission


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This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 16
Word count: 110

Désespoir
Language: French (Français)  after the English 
L'angoisse de mon cœur éclaté,
Ma langue ne l'a encore jamais trahie.
Le désespoir à la longue révèle la douleur ;
Aucun temps ne peut la guérir, aucun espoir ne peut l'aider.

Mes chagrins qui conduisent à la tombe,
Ne peineront plus ton doux sein.
Pense, la mort libère l'esclave,
Et ne pleure pas pour moi quand je reposerai.

Pourtant, si le soir tu viens à errer
Où les morts paisibles dorment en silence,
Cède à ta douce compassion
Et ne retiens pas tes larmes : laisse les couler par pitié.

Si la goutte de la précieuse rosée tombe
Jamais je ne peux savoir, jamais je ne peux voir ;
Et si une pensée triste rappelle mon sort,
Un soupir peut s'élever : je ne l'entends pas.

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This text was added to the website: 2008-04-08
Line count: 16
Word count: 127