Among the green sea waves, that kissed Tavrida,
At dawn I saw among so charming nereida.
Hidden between the trees, I hardly dared to sigh,
Over the clear moisture of her breasts could die,
So young and white, like swan them raised,
And streams of foam from her hair squeezed.
Среди зелёных волн, лобзающих Тавриду,
На утренней заре я видел нереиду.
Сокрытый меж дерев, едва я смел дохнуть:
Над ясной влагою полубогиня грудь
Младую, белую как лебедь, воздымала
И пену из власов струёю выжимала.
«I was sleeping on a high hill, / nightingale, I heard you calling, / my soul itself could hear it, / in the very depths of sleep: / now sounding, now re-sounding, / now sorrowing, now laughing, / floating, from the distance, to my ear: / while I lay there with Callisto, / songs, sigh...»
«I have built a monument, marvellous, eternal, / higher than the Pyramids, harder than metal, / fierce gales and thunder will not shatter it, / nor will the flight of time erode it. So — not all of me will die; the finer part / will cheat death, free from all decay, / my fame will grow, ...»
«You stood there / in silence, / your sad gaze / full of feeling. / It brought to mind / the past I loved... / your last gaze / on earth for me. You vanished, / silent angel: / your grave, / celestial peace! / All earth’s memories / are there, / all the thoughts / of he...»
«O memory of the heart! You are stronger / than the sad memories of reason. / And often from a far-off country, / you bewitch me with your sweetness. / I remember the loved voice sounding. / I remember the eyes of azure. / I remember the careless / curling strands of golden hair. / My...»