Poems of Gustavo Adolfo Becquer, IX
Translated from the Spanish by Mason Carnes
Balmy breezes softly sighing,
Kiss the light waves as they curl;
And the sun, albeit dying
Kisses warm yon cloud of pearl;
For a kiss the flame is trying
Round the burning log to whirl;
And the willow never misses
Giving back the river’s kisses!
From Poems of Gustavo Adolfo Becquer (Kegan Paul, Trench, Trübner & Co., Ltd., 1891) by Gustavo Adolfo Becquer. Translated from the Spanish by Mason Carnes. This poem is in the public domain.