Re: "Verimak": jumping into the translation marathon

Nevermore

Fear nevermore the bite of sun
nor the fury of winter.
You accomplished your office,
you went back home,
there was your salary.
Golden boys and gilded girls,
chemneysweeps alike
they shall go dust.
Fear nevermore this masterfully frown;
from that rageous command stay untouched
about clothes and food care not
you seem an oaktree and you seem a reed.
Power, writs, health :
all must follow
and dust shall go.
Fear nevermore the thunderbolt
the ill address, the scars of scorn.
Cease laughs and tears .
Suitors, loves or lovers :
see them all off.
(etc.)


I can't wait checking about Boudewijn's Kana. I downloaded the text from
Sally's page. And yes, I'm under the hat ;-)

Mathias