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C.D. Warner, et al., comp. The Library of the World’s Best Literature.
An Anthology in Thirty Volumes. 1917.

A Vow

By Sándor Petőfi (1823–1849)

Translation of Sir John Bowring

I’LL be a tree, if thou wilt be its blossom;

I’ll be a flower, if thou wilt be its dew;

I’ll be the dew, if thou wilt be the sunbeam;

Where’er thou art, let me be near thee too.

Wert thou the heaven of blue, beloved maiden,

I a fixed star in that blue heaven would be;

And wert thou doomed to hell itself, dear woman,

I’d seek perdition to be near to thee.