Classic and Contemporary Poetry
BALTA; GYPSY-SONG FO TRANSLYVANIA, by EDNA DEAN PROCTOR Poet's Biography First Line: Brave balta clasped me to his breast Last Line: And lo! 'twas balta brave! Alternate Author Name(s): Dean Subject(s): Gypsies; Love; Marriage; Wandering & Wanderers; Gipsies; Weddings; Husbands; Wives | ||||||||
BRAVE BALTA clasped me to his breast Beneath the midnight sky; 'Now go I east or go I west, I'll love thee till I die!' 'O wander east or wander west, My Balta,' soft I sighed, 'By moon and stars I'll love thee best, And wait to be thy bride!' Thrice fell the snows on field and tent, And weary was my life When proud a Prince rode up, and bent, And wooed me for his wife. 'Nay, sir, I must be Balta's bride; To him my heart I gave'; He sprang to earth; his cloak flung wide; And lo! 'twas Balta brave! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A BLESSING FOR A WEDDING by JANE HIRSHFIELD A SUITE FOR MARRIAGE by DAVID IGNATOW ADVICE TO HER SON ON MARRIAGE by MARY BARBER THE RABBI'S SON-IN-LAW by SABINE BARING-GOULD KISSING AGAIN by DORIANNE LAUX A TIME PAST by DENISE LEVERTOV COLUMBUS DYING [MAY 20, 1506] by EDNA DEAN PROCTOR SA-CA-GA-WE-A; THE INDIAN GIRL WHO GUIDED LEWIS AND CLARK by EDNA DEAN PROCTOR |
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