Samuel Waddington, comp. The Sonnets of Europe. 1888.
ProfanationSully Prudhomme (18391907)
Translated by Arthur O’Shaughnessy
B
What gods have spurned thee, since thou fall’st thus low,
Lending thyself to harlots and thy glow
To deck dead hearts that cannot live again?
Seek strength and purity, round such to throw
Thy glorious garb aright? and is it so
Thou robest sin and hidest falsehood’s stain?
Nor drag down love and genius to base kneeling
At foot of courtezans when thee they seek.
Form shall be moulded upon truth, revealing
The soul, and truth upon the brow shall speak.