Erik Johan Stagnelius: Till förruttnelsen

To förruttnelsen
Putrefaction, hasta, o beloved bride,
to embed our lonely camp!
Holder of the world, staggered by God,
expose you to the hope I own.
Fort, embellish our cams - the black-clad båren
the sighing älskarn your dwelling shall reach.
Fort, finished our bridal bed - with carnations spring
is her sow.

Final tenderly in your bosom LOVESICK my body,
förkväv in your embrace my pain!
In worms loose thoughts and feelings opp,
in ash my burning heart.
Rich are you, o girl! - The dowry you give
the large, the green earth for me.
I suffer up here, but happy I bliver
down there with you.

To vällustens sweet, enchanting kvalme
us black-clad bride Svenner follow.
Our wedding song ring of watches ore,
and green curtains us hide.
When the storms out on the world ocean prevail,
when the horrors of the bleeding Earth habitable,
when the feud of collapse, we slumber, however, both
in golden peace.

Erik Johan Stagnelius: Endymion

Endymion

Discretion, with FLAMING skin and eyes closed,
Slumbering shepherd so sweetly in Manan rays.
Night steaming winds
Blow his curly hair.

Speechless, with LOVESICK eyes and wet cheeks,
Delia sees him from the Cabinet heights;
Now the brilliant charade
Float she QUAVERY of closure.

And the brighter light, at her arrival,
Radiate valleys and mountains and myrtenskogar.
Without förerska span
Stacks of silvrade clouds.

Shepherd sleep in quiet: elysiskt gleam
In his curly hair goddess tears.
In his booming lips
burns its heavenly kiss.

Silence, sigh of wind in the trees crowns!
Rose Crane Sade Bride of saffron bed
Treat shepherd to undisturbed
His dream of heavenly dream.

When he wakes up again, what dreadful emptiness
FLAMING his soul not around to find!
Only in dreams Mount Olympus
Rises to lethal down.

The poem in Swedish