Highland Lament
„Eva Rosina Clementis, ultima mea delicia”
From the diary of János Clenetis, Lutheran pastor of the village
Fancsal, from 1739)
Eva Rosina
was the last one,
reached by the devastating
tether of the plague,
she, the four years old little flower.
This farewell remained
tearless,
as I was the one
who had to give over
to the soil of Fancsal
a pearl necklace of my children,
my good spouse,
and our faithful servant.
But I say „no”
for the everlasting mourning,
it cannot remain in me an eternal thing.
I believe and know:
my beloved ones are
all taken by the winged angels of the Lord,
and not by Lucifer’s horde.
Only I shouldn’t
have been the one
to utter their dear name,
the clod-sounding list
of the Black Death,
again and again.
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