To George Gordon Byron
by , 07-05-2011 at 08:47 AM (1884 Views)
If you are still alive
Alone, burdened with debts
Then come here my friend
Away from your Great Britain
Away from love affairs and women
(You had been wasting too much time on these)
Come over to the East
(The east that is much farther than Greece
And the east that Alexander dreamed of but failed to conquer
And the east that made Tamer turning over in his grave
I am willing to be your sacred Augusta
(Pure, chaste and undefiled, according to the Eastern custom)
And to be your soul sanctuary
(How I long for this great role indeed)
Here everything is well-matched to you
Here there is the highest mountain in the world
And the most mysterious plateau
And the most poetic nation and
The people honest and kind
Despite of being away
From your cradle of genius
You will return to the real town of eternity



