«Above the forest, field and meadow, / Above the land and water flow / So fresh, congenial and mellow, / You turn up everywhere I go. / / Your waist under the summer cloud, / Your waist, wrapped up in fur, I praise, / I sing and laud it out loud, / Enveloped in poetic haze. / ...»
«Run-down and worn from daily rambles / I will forsake the bustling whims / To bring to mind the sores of troubles / And stir the former, bygone dreams... / / If only I could breathe instilling / The joy of spring into her soul! / Oh no, I do not aim at killing / Her childish i...»
«Let the dawn keep shining out, / Let the warbler sing at night, / How I wish I was allowed / To embrace and hold you tight! / / Our boat will float with blessing / In the canes with rustling leaves, / You will cling to me, caressing, / Heated passion on your lips. / / Sing...»
«I will never forget it (did it happen-who cares?) / Burnt and split by the sunset blaze / Was the pallid celestial vast, and some flares / Came to light in the yellow space. / / There I sat by the window, in a crowded chamber. / Fiddlesticks were singing again. / And I sent you a f...»