Though the rose bathe her head in the radiant glow,
When the storms shall deface her and overthrow,
May she wilt unseen in darkness!
De roos bade 't hoofd in den stralenden gloed,
Wen eens haar de storrem ontluistert, verdoet,
Zoo moge z' in 't duister verflensen.
Wen eens haar de storrem ontluistert, verdoet,
Zoo moge z' in 't duister verflensen.
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De Twintigjarige ['The Twenty-year-old'] st. 1. First version, as quoted in Jc. Smit, E. J. Potgieter (1950) p. 37. Translated in Theodoor Weevers, Poetry of the Netherlands in its European Context, 1170–1930 (University of London: The Athlone Press, 1960) p. 151