Now sleeps the crimson petal, now the white;
Nor waves the cypress in the palace walk;
Nor winks the gold fin in the porphyry font.
The firefly wakens: waken thou with me.
Now droops the milk-white peacock like a ghost,
And like a ghost she glimmers on to me.
Now lies the Earth all Danaë to the stars,
And all thy heart lies open unto me.
Now slides the silent meteor on, and leaves
A shining furrow, as thy thoughts in me.
Now folds the lily all her sweetness up,
And slips into the bosom of the lake.
So fold thyself, my dearest, thou, and slip
Into my bosom and be lost in me.’
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Спит алый лепесток, и белый спит,
И даже кипарис не шелестит,
Не промелькнёт в воде плавник златой.
Проснулся светлячок - и ты со мной.
Павлин светло мерцает миражом:
И так же ты в видении моем.
Земля – со звёздами наедине,
А сердце у тебя открылось мне.
Скользит комета в небесах, маня
В ночи неслышно: так любовь – меня.
А лилия, красу свою собрав,
В объятья озера падёт стремглав.
Как лилия в озёрной глубине,
Прильнув ко мне, вся растворись во мне...
NOW SLEEPS THE CRIMSON PETAL, NOW THE WHITE;
Nor Waves The Cypress in the Palace Walk;
NOR WINKS THE GOLD FIN IN THE PORPHYRY FONT.
The Firefly Wakens: Waken Thou with Me.
NOW DROOPS THE MILK-WHITE PEACOCK LIKE A GHOST,
And Like A Ghost She GLIMMERS ON TO ME.
NOW Lies The Earth All Danaë to the Stars
And All Thy Heart Lies Open Unto Me.
Now Slides The Silent Meteor ON and Leaves
A SHINING FURROW, AS THY THOUGHTS IN ME.
Now FOLDS THE LILY ALL HER SWEETNESS UP,
AND SLIPS INTO THE BOSOM OF THE LAKE.
SO FOLD THYSELF, My Dearest, Thou and Slip
INTO MY BOSOM AND BE LOST IN ME. '
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Sleeps scarlet petal, and white sleeps,
And even the cypress does not slander,
It will not flashed in the water fins of the Child.
Firefly woke up - and you are with me.
Peacock light flickering mirage:
And also you are in my vision.
Earth - with the stars alone,
And my heart has opened me.
Slip comet in heaven, man
In the night silently: so love is me.
And Lily, the beauty column,
In the arms of the lake falls stringly.
Like lily in the lake depth,
Having shuffled to me, all dissolve in me ...
