[НЕПОГОДЬ]
Свинцовый Капюшон небес
стянула до предела —
свой собственный скрывая Лик,
не говоря про Тело —
И пробирает Дрожь насквозь —
на дне средь бела дня! —
чарует бурею Зима —
и Преисподняя —
J#1649
A Cap of Lead across the sky
Was tight and surly drawn
We could not find the mighty Face
The Figure was withdrawn —
A Chill came up as from a shaft
Our noon became a well
A Thunder storm combines the charms
Of Winter and of Hell