Beloved maidens! Playful and carefree,
You sing, you dance and frolic in the glades.
I, too, once dwelt in gay Arcadia,
I, too, in early days found moments
Of joy in woods and glades:
In golden dreams, love promised happiness:
But what did I attain in this glad land?-
The grave!
Epitaph For A Shepherdess
written byKonstantin Nikolaevich Batiushkov
© Konstantin Nikolaevich Batiushkov