Oh! By what fright, or finer
What transcendent delight
Have you, just now, been seized of
Turned to the dusk; its light?
Face, beloved, let me guess is
Pained, pleasured, both. 'Yes!
Leaving soon, the one, I feel
Is my foreverness! '
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem