211 (1860)
Ýäåì, ïîìåäëè!
Ðîáêèì íåçíàêîì
Ãóáàì – âêóñ òâîåãî æàñìèíà –
Íàä ïîçäíèì äàé öâåòêîì
×óòü ïîêðóæèòü ï÷åëå –
Ó ÷àøè çàâèñàÿ –
Ïðåä òåì, êàê îáìåðåòü
È óòîíóòü â áàëüçàìå.
31.03-5.04.2021
211
Come slowly—Eden!
Lips unused to Thee—
Bashful—sip thy Jessamines—
As the fainting Bee—
Reaching late his flower,
Round her chamber hums—
Counts his nectars—
Enters—and is lost in Balms.