Selected Poems (Engelse vertaling)

63 JEHUDAH HALEVI

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UNTO THE STARS TO REACH THEE

Would that morning might pursue me with
the wind

That kisseth her mouth and swayeth her body;

And would the clouds might bear to her my
greeting—

Then, like her frame, so would the hardness
of her heart be moved.

Thou gazelle, that choosest to rest upon the
stars¹,

Have pity upon him who must fly unto the
stars to reach thee.

¹  The Bear.