1 <br /> <br />The thick golden stream of honey took so long <br />To pour, our host had time to say: <br />'Here in the dismal Taurides, where fate has brought us, <br />We don't get bored at all' -- and she looked over her shoulder. <br /> <br /> <br />2 <br /> <br />The services of Bacchus everywhere, as if on earth <br />Were only guards and dogs. You go along, you notice no one -- <br />Like heavy barrels, the peaceful days roll by: <br />Far off. Voices in a hut: you cannot understand, nor reply. <br /> <br /> <br />3 <br /> <br />After tea, we went out in the huge brown garden, <br />The dark blinds were lowered like eyelashes. <br />Past white columns, we went to look at the grapes, <br />Where the drowsy mountains are glazed with airy glass. <br /> <br /> <br />4 <br /> <br />I said: the vines live like an ancient battle <br />Where curly-headed horsemen fight in twisted order. <br />The science of Hellas in the stony Tauride -- and here <br />There are the noble, rusty rows of golden acres. <br /> <br /> <br />5 <br /> <br />Silence stands in the room white as a spinning wheel, <br />From the cellar, smells of paint, vinegar, fresh wine. <br />Remember, in the Greek house: the woman loved by everyone -- <br />Not Helen -- another -- how long she embroidered? <br /> <br /> <br />6 <br /> <br />Golden fleece, where are you, golden fleece? <br />The sea's heavy waves roared the whole way. <br />Abandoning the ship, its canvas worn out on the seas, <br />Odysseus returned, full of space and time.<br /><br />Osip Emilevich Mandelstam<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-thick-golden-stream-of-honey-took-so-long/
