Đề tặng dòng sông To the river

To the river

Fair river! In thy bright, clear flow
Of crystal, wandering water,
Thou art an emblem of the glow
Of beauty – the unhidden heart –
The playful maziness of art
In old Alberto’s daughter,

But when within thy wave she looks
Which glistens then, and trembles –
Why, then, the prettiest of brooks
Her worshipper resembles;
For in his heart, as in thy stream,
Her image deeply lies –
His heart which trembles at the beam
Of her soul-searching eyes.