She substituted, by a chance, For empty "you" -- the gentle "thou"; And all my happy dreams, at once, In loving heart again resound. In bliss and silence do I stay, Unable to maintain my role: "Oh, how sweet you are!" I say -- "How I love thee!" says my soul. Translated by Yevgeny Bonver, September, 1999 Edited by Dmitry Karshtedt, December, 1999