To Emma Mathew

Oh, come, dearest Emma!The rose is full blown

And the riches of Flora are lavishly strewn.

The air is all softness and crystal  the streams,

And the west is replendently cothed in beams,

 

We will hasten, my fair, to the opening glades,

The quaintly carved seats, and the freshening shades,

Where the fairies are chanting their evening hymns,

And in the last sunbeam the sylph lightly swims.

 

And when thou art weary, I'll find thee a bed

Of mosses and flowers, to pillow thy head;

There, beauteous Emma, I'll sit at thy feet

While my stroy of love I enraptured repeat.

 

So fondly I'll breathe, and so softly I'll sigh,

Thou wilt think that some amorous Zephyr is high;

Ah, no!——as I breathe, I will press thy fair knee

And then thou wilt know that the sigh comes from me.

 

Ah why, lovely girl, should we lose all these blisses?

That mortal's a fool who such happiness misses.

So smile acquiescence and give me thy hand,

With love-looking eyes and with voice sweetly bland.

 

来吧，亲爱的艾玛！玫瑰正在开放，

花神把珍宝慷慨播撒在大地上，

空气是一团温柔，溪水晶晶亮，

西天裹着一身霞彩，呈一片辉煌

 

来吧！我们快去找清凉的树荫，

雕刻精美的石凳，林中的草地；

那儿有仙子把黄昏歌颂，

精灵轻盈的在夕阳光中游泳。

 

要是你倦了，我为你找一角草地，

你可以枕着青苔和野花歇息；

美丽的艾玛啊，让我坐在你的脚边，

迷醉的把爱的故事为你细说。

 

我这样痴迷的呼吸，轻轻地喟叹，

你以为是爱的微风吹到你身边；

不——我吐气正挨近你的膝盖，

你会知道，你会知道叹息是由我发出来的。

 

啊，亲爱的，为什么我们不要幸福呢？

错过这样的幸福的人真是傻瓜。

笑一笑默许吧，答应和我共赴佳期，

给我以目光的柔情，嗓音的爱意吧！