Hello....I would like to know what is the title of this poem by Emily Dickinson (I tried a translation to spanish)
The pretty Rain from those sweet Eaves
Her unintending Eyes —
Took her own Heart, including ours,
By innocent Surprise —
The wrestle in her simple Throat
To hold the feeling down
That vanquished her — defeated Feat —
Was Fervor's sudden Crown —
La hermosa lluvia de esos dulces aleros
Sus ojos desinteresados
Tomó su propio corazón, incluso el nuestro,
por sorpresa inocente
La lucha en su simple garganta
para oprimir el sentimiento
que la vencia - la derrotaba
fue corona repentina del fervor
........by Emily Dickinson
The pretty Rain from those sweet Eaves by Emily Dickinson
Hi SandraSandra wrote:....I would like to know what is the title of this poem by Emily Dickinson (I tried a translation to spanish)
The Spanish is lost on me
The title you already have in the first line
The pretty Rain from those sweet Eaves
and talking of Emily -this is one of my favorite poems
The Sabbath
SOME keep the Sabbath going to church;
I keep it staying at home,
With a bobolink for a chorister,
And an orchard for a dome.
Some keep the Sabbath in surplice;
I just wear my wings,
And instead of tolling the bell for church,
Our little sexton sings.
God preaches,—a noted clergyman,—
And the sermon is never long;
So instead of getting to heaven at last,
I ’m going all along!
Re: ........by Emily Dickinson
thanks so much for your reply lonndubh!!