http://crochet247.com/tag/twiddle-muff-crochet-pattern/ A very nice poem, part of the play Belshazzar’s Feast, where it gets a beautiful setting from Sibelius. An improvement on the psalm. Original text follows the translation.
buy gabapentin 100mg for dogs I sat by the rivers of Babylon
And wept with my brothers, day and night.
And my sisters were moved by my tears,
By my brothers’ deep lament.
And Judah wept, and the daughters of Zion wept
Jerusalem!
We sorrow for all thy former splendor.How can I smile, how can I be happy?
I am a prisoner in the city of rivers.
A stream of tears has drowned my songs,
I have hung up my harp in a willow tree.
How can I sing in the captives’ house?
Jerusalem!
How can I forget thee, extinguished light?I want to stand, to stand up and go
Swiftly, like a spirit across the earth.
See, I will wander through the desert sand
And through Edom’s inhospitable country
Where dangers entice everywhere.
Jerusalem!
How long can the way to your gate be?Vid alvarna i Babylon jag satt
och grat med mina broder dag och nott.
Och mina systrar rordes av min grat,
av mina broders myckna klagolat.
Och Juda grat och dotter Zion grat
Jerusalem!
Vi sorjde all din forna harlighet.Hur kan jag le, hur kan jag vara glad?
Jag ar en fange i de alvars stad.
En tarestrom har mina visor drankt,
min harpa har jag i ett piltrad hangt.
Hur kan jag sjunga i de fangnas hus?
Jerusalem!
Hur kan jag glomma dig, du slackta ljus.Jag vill sta upp, Jag vill sta upp och ga
med snabba fotter sasam markens ra.
Si, jag vill vandra genom oknars sand
och genom Edoms ogastfria land,
dar farligheder lura pa var ort,
Jerusalem!
Hur lang kan vagen vara till din port?
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