Emily Dickinson, 737

 
Ik tink faak dat Ik Frede krij
Wylst Ik der fier fan bin -
Wa’t Wrakslein is - op Folle See -
Mient dochs ek Lân te sjen -

Hy wraamt al trager - toant noch oan -
Wanhopich lykas Ik -
Hoe’n soad tinkbyldich Strân der is -
Of hokfoar Haven ek -

 

I many times thought Peace had come
When Peace was far away -
As Wrecked Men - deem they sight the Land -
At Centre of the Sea -

And struggle slacker - but to prove
As hopelessly as I -
How many the fictitious Shores -
Or any Harbor be -

 

F737 (J739). Ofbylding: Houghton Library, Harvard University, Cambridge, MA.

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