When natureТs final hour strikes
and earthly matter has disintegrated,
the visible universe will be flooded.
In the waters GodТs face will be reflected.
Когда пробьет последний час природы,
Состав частей разрушится земных:
Все зримое опять покроют воды
И Божий лик изобразится в них.
«There are faces so rich as the portals / Where the great is felt apart in the small. / There are faces that similar to the wretched hovels / Where the liver they cook and get wet the maw. / The others are cold or almost have the dead faces, / Closed by grates, like a dungeon that is so da...»
«A brief moment rules a smart, / A fool knows all from reading. / Smart and fool are always apart, / Smart is weight, and fool is clothing!»
«For the duration of these moments so strange, / And for your half open eyes with that vague hint, / For moisture lips, pressing mine as trying to engage, / For all that here, at a slow fire burnt / In one beat of heart with the heart merged, / That equal sigh bound the couple dreamed, — ...»
«The fog of nighttime sleep, the dusty plaque of languor, / I wash them off by gently-gold heavy sponge, / Which’s full of swollen foam soap in all over, / The fragrant thick and very charming storage. It’s lightly bluish, in the pool of milk-white water, / Which‘s slightly visible, bu...»