Nature. 2
On a rock limpet-crusted, one still day
We sat; the sun upon the white sea shone;
Ripples like living arrows came right on
From rock to rock; a mist harmoniously
United earth and heaven in silvery-grey.
I said, there's nought to wish for more; but she,
The loved one, my companion, smiled at me;
Yet she too by the charm was borne away.
Alas, this charm was broken by my deed; —
I strike the limpets off to see them fall,
And by strange instinct drawn from far, crabs speed
Along the water floor, crabs all astir,
To tear the limpets from their shells! A pall
Was lowered 'tween Nature and our faith in her.
We sat; the sun upon the white sea shone;
Ripples like living arrows came right on
From rock to rock; a mist harmoniously
United earth and heaven in silvery-grey.
I said, there's nought to wish for more; but she,
The loved one, my companion, smiled at me;
Yet she too by the charm was borne away.
Alas, this charm was broken by my deed; —
I strike the limpets off to see them fall,
And by strange instinct drawn from far, crabs speed
Along the water floor, crabs all astir,
To tear the limpets from their shells! A pall
Was lowered 'tween Nature and our faith in her.
Translation:
Language:
Reviews
No reviews yet.