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MICHAEL VITKOVICS.
101

ENTREATY.

Könnyeket, o feleség! ha szeretsz, síromra ne csorgass.



Wife! if thou love me, O mourn not upon the death-sod of thy husband:
Tears will ne'er summon me back to the regions of time;
Tears from thine eyes will disturb death's calm slumber of silence—
Bliss was our portion on earth—shall I weep in the grave?