Poems (Waldenburg)/Any How

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ANY HOW. HUNGARIAN OF PETÖFI.
Doubtingly awaited I my wedding morning, great my fear,
Yet it is with this day's wintry dawning surely here.
How in all the world my life shall go
Guess I not, it will not wait I know
Any how!

Only a poor peasant's healthy son, here I stand
Not so much as even to kneel upon of the land.
Yet though gold be wanting, this is so
Live we must and willy I surely know
Any how!

She my bride a maiden is with stubborn head,
I say not a yes, to that or this, a spaniel led!
So perhaps the blood will angry flow
In our hearts, and yet, life smooth must go
Any how!

She must yield to-morrow, I to-day, so we'll go
Right along upon our daily way fast or slow,
If the day shall find the strife begun
We will kiss and rest at set of sun
Any how!

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