| Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 1912–22. | | | | Song | | By Eunice Tietjens, trans. |
| | From “Modern Greek Popular Songs”
From Antonin Proust’s French version
O MY sweet dove, when I kissed you it was night; but the night told it to the dawn, the dawn to a star, the star to the moon. | |
| The moon leaned down and told it to the sea, the sea told it to the oar, and the oar to the sailor. | |
| Thus it is that the sailor sings of our love. | |
| The sailor says that you love me; and the oar, the sea, the moon, the star, the dawn and the night repeat the echo of his voice. | |
| You only have not yet told it me. | 5 |
| But I know it! | | | | |
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