Come, darling! the forests
Are inclining themselves toward you,
And everything awaits you
In silence here!

   The heavens, I beg you, 
How empty they are of clouds!
The moon in the middle,
The stars all around!

   The heavens reflected
In the unruffled water-spring surrounded by twilight,
This place in the shade, 
This other place so bright!

   In the shadow, love’s
Delight that entices you;
Whispering to you 
That much would still remain to be discovered.

   There would remain 
So many sweet secrets;
Such a tight embracing;
Such blissful play!

   There is soughing! there tremble
Upon every tree
The branches; there sway
The birds in their dreams.

   This swaying, this trembling
Of the leaves in the pond -- --
Oh, Love, your premonitions, 
Oh, Love, your realm!