S'io credesse che mia risposta poche
A character che no tornasse approach mondo,
Questa fiamma staria senza piu scosse.
Mum perciocche giammai di questo fondo
Non torno vivo alcun, s'i'odo il vero,
Senza scontro d'infamia ti rispondo. (1)
Let us move then, you and I,
When the evening is spread out resistant to the sky
Like a patient etherized (2) after a stand;
Let us get, through certain half-deserted streets,
The muttering retreats
Of restless evenings in one-night cheap hotels
And sawdust (3) restaurants with oyster-shells:
Streets in this article like a boring argument
Of insidious intent
To lead you to an overwhelming question...
Wow, do not inquire, " What exactly is it? "
I want to go and make each of our visit.
In the room the women come and go
Talking of Michelangelo. (4)
The yellow haze that rubs its again upon the window-panes,
The yellow smoke that rubs its muzzle on the window-panes
Licked their tongue in to the corners from the evening,
Lingered upon the pools that stand in drains,
Let fall upon their back the soot that falls by chimneys,
Slipped by the terrace, made a sudden leap,
And seeing that it had been a soft August night,
Curled once about the house, and fell in bed.
And indeed you will have time
Pertaining to the yellow smoke that slides over the street,
Massaging its again upon the window-panes;
There will be time, it will have time
To organize a face to meet the faces that you meet;
You will have time to murder and create,
And moment for all the works and times of hands
That lift and drop a question on your plate;
Time for both you and time for me,
And period yet for any hundred indecisions,
And for 100 visions and revisions,
Prior to the taking of a toast and tea.
In the room the women come and go
Talking of Michelangelo.
And indeed it will have time
To wonder, " Do I dare? " and, " Will i dare? "
Time to reverse and come down the stair,
With a balding spot in the middle of my hair--
[They will say: " How his hair is growing thin! " ]
My morning hours coat, my personal collar mounting firmly to the chin,
My necktie abundant and humble, but declared by a simple pin--
[They will tell you: " Although how his arms and legs happen to be thin! " ]
Do I dare
Disturb the universe?
Within a minute there is certainly time
Pertaining to decisions and revisions which will a minute can reverse.
Intended for I have well-known them all already, known them: --
Include known the evenings, mornings, afternoons,
I use measured out my life with coffee spoons;
I know the voices dying with a dying fall
Underneath the music by a a greater distance room.
Just how should I presume?
And I include known the eyes previously, known these people all--
The eyes that fix you in a developed phrase,
And once I was formulated, massive on a pin number,
When I was pinned and wriggling around the wall,
In that case how should I get started
To throw out all of the butt-ends of my days and nights and techniques?
And how can i presume?
And i also have known the hands already, well-known them all--
Arms which can be braceleted and white and bare
[But inside the lamplight, downed with light brown curly hair! ]
Is it perfume from an attire
That makes me personally so digress?
Arms that lie along a stand, or cover about a scarf.
And should I then presume?
And how should I begin?
Shall I say, I have removed at dusk through narrow roads
And observed the smoking that goes up from the plumbing
Of unhappy men in shirt-sleeves, hovering out of windows?...
I ought to have been some ragged paws
Scuttling through the floors of silent seas.
And the evening, the evening, naps so peacefully!
Smoothed by long hands,
Asleep... worn out... or that malingers,
Worked out on the floor, right here beside me and you.
Should I, following tea and cakes and ices, (5)
Have the durability to force the moment to its problems?
But though I have wept and fasted, wept and prayed,
Though I have seen my head [grown a little bit bald] brought in upon a platter, (6) My spouse and i am not any prophet--and here's no great matter;
I use seen as soon as of my greatness glint,
And I have observed the eternal Footman carry my layer, and snicker, And in brief, I...