THE WISH
(to Genrietta)

Disperse the heavy mist by blast
And let me see the starry sky,
Excite the wishes in my breast
To thee, Oh Lord! my silent cry.

I wish to see the heavens cope
Which radiates the silver gleam,
Where are the wings-support of hope?
I would be soaring in my dream.

Disturbing the silence with the viola
And turning my eyes on the far-away stars
I would be dispatching to my darling fiancee
The tender accord of the sounding charms.

I would have been singing her emerald eyes,
The gold of her tresses, which attract and entice.
Her roundish form like a violin's body
Is making me dizzy like a fiery toddy.

I am flying to her though my path is so far,
But my way is being lighted up by guiding star.
Oh, I hope, my Lord, that no obstacles whatever
Can stop my desire to get her forever.