In our silent companionship
It will be left to nature
To quote the effusions, piquant
That do not, from tongues, but pant.
The tide of these muffled hearts
In the sea-cave outspoken!
On the sea-shore, advancing;
With open jaw of a din!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
James, such a magnificent poem...................