Armenian Literature
Comprising Poems, Dramas, Folk-Lore, and Traditions
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THE WOE OF ARAXES Meditating by Araxes, Pacing slowly to and fro, Sought I traces of the grandeur Hidden by her turgid flow. Turgid are thy waters, Mother, As they beat upon the shore. Do they offer lamentations For Armenia evermore? . . . But where, now, are all my people? Far in exile, homeless, lorn. While in widow's weeds and hopeless, Weeping, sit I here and mourn. Hear now! while my sons are absent Age-long fast I still shall keep; Till my children gain deliverance, Here I watch and pray and weep." Silent, then, the mighty Mother Let her swelling tides go free. And in mournful meditation...
THE WOE OF ARAXES Meditating by Araxes, Pacing slowly to and fro, Sought I traces of the grandeur Hidden by her turgid flow. Turgid are thy waters, Mother, As they beat upon the shore. Do they offer lamentations For Armenia evermore? . . . But where, now, are all my people? Far in exile, homeless, lorn. While in widow's weeds and hopeless, Weeping, sit I here and mourn. Hear now! while my sons are absent Age-long fast I still shall keep; Till my children gain deliverance, Here I watch and pray and weep." Silent, then, the mighty Mother Let her swelling tides go free. And in mournful meditation Slowly wandered to the sea. Raphael Patkanian
