Don’t Wed

Here is another poem that I thought I would share.  This is one is being brought to you by Taras Shevchenko a Ukrainian poet born in 1814. The version I am sharing was translated by John Weir.

Don”t Wed

Don’t wed a wealthy woman, friend,
She’ll drive you from the house.
Don’t wed a poor one either, friend,
Dull care will be your spouse.
Get hitched to carefree Cossack life
And share a Cossack fate:
If it be rags, let it be rags–
What comes, that’s what you take.
Then you’ll have nobody to nag
Or try to cheer you up,
To fuss and fret and question you
What ails you and what’s up.
When two misfortune share, they say,
It’s easier to weep.
Not so: it’s easier to cry
When no-one’s there to see.

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