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Rh TO CZENCZI.

Bár Mátrahegy lehetnek.

I but the Matra-hill,

Czenczi! that for centuries long

Thou mightst look upon my brow!

Were I the pale Duna-stream,

The proud Duna-stream, that thou

Hundred years in me mightst bathe!

Were I Ætna's burning mount,

That for ages I might be,

Czenczi! warmth and glow to thee!

But, not Matra-hill, nor pale

Duna—ah! nor burning Ætna,

Can I ever, ever be.

Well, then, let us both improve

The swift lightning-flash of time,

Life! nor let the rapid spark

Hurry unenjoy'd away.

Let us seize them—we enjoy

Hundred years—aye! thousand years;

Though we are—but what we were,

And must needs be—mortal things.