Текст оригинала на английском языке
Side by side with Lady Mabel Sate I, with the sunshade down; In the distance hummed the Babel Of the many-footed town; There we sate with looks unstable- Now of tenderness, of frown. ``Must we part? or may I linger? Wax the shadows, wanes the day.'' Then, with voice of sweetest singer That hath all but died away, ``Go,'' she said; but tightened finger Said articulately, ``Stay!'' Face to face with Lady Mabel, With the gauzy curtains drawn, Till a sense I am unable To portray began to dawn; Till the slant sun flung the gable Far athwart the sleepy lawn. ``Now I go. Adieu, adieu, love! This is weakness; sweet, be strong. Comes the footfall of the dew, love! Philomel's reminding song.'' ``Go,'' she said; ``but I go too, love! Go with you, my life along!'' Breast to breast with Lady Mabel, Shrouded by the courteous night, Baffling all the forms of fable To describe our dreams aright; And as pure as gifts of Abel, In the Omnipresent sight.
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