As I slowly retreat from the world's sweet madness,
I shall gather in all the emblems of beauty
And innocence: from fresh spring flowers to the meek
Lamb's white purity.And I shall hibernate, like
The animals in winter, and compose countless
Odes to the earth, and hymns to the glory of stars.
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I would like to translate this poem
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