“‘Oh, sit beside the river, or watch me from the wall—
I’ll wear the wedding flower some day in banquet hall:
And you can wear, all sombrely, a thick-enfolding shawl.’”
So quietly, so gently the Dunai’s waters flow.
“I WAS BORN IN A FATED HOUR”
They say I am lucky, that cares I’ve none—
Yet never was there so unlucky a one.
’Twill be always the same, while I draw my breath,
From the hour of my birth to the day of my death.
O Dame Misfortune, I’m in your power,