Lays of the Scottish Cavaliers and Other Poems/Epitaph of Constantine Kanaris
EPITAPH
OF
CONSTANTINE KANARIS.
FROM THE GERMAN OF WILHELM MÜLLER.
I am Constantine Kanaris:
I, who lie beneath this stone,
Twice into the air in thunder
Have the Turkish galleys blown.
I, who lie beneath this stone,
Twice into the air in thunder
Have the Turkish galleys blown.
In my bed I died—a Christian,
Hoping straight with Christ to be;
Yet one earthly wish is buried
Deep within the grave with me—
Hoping straight with Christ to be;
Yet one earthly wish is buried
Deep within the grave with me—
That upon the open ocean
When the third Armada came,
They and I had died together,
Whirled aloft on wings of flame.
When the third Armada came,
They and I had died together,
Whirled aloft on wings of flame.
Yet 'tis something that they've laid me
In a land without a stain:
Keep it thus, my God and Saviour,
Till I rise from earth again!
In a land without a stain:
Keep it thus, my God and Saviour,
Till I rise from earth again!