Come slowly, Eden!
Lips unused to thee,
Bashful, sip thy jasmines,
As the fainting bee,
Reaching late his flower,
Round her chamber hums,
Counts his nectars — enters,
And is lost in balms!
Ven lentamente,Eden !
Labios desacostumbrados a tí,
Timidos,liban tus jazmines
Como la ligera abeja
Llegando tarde a su flor
Alrededo de su camara zumba,
Cuenta sus nectares - entra
Y cae perdido entre bálsamos
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