Emily Dickinson The morns are meeker than they were - (32)

Már bágyadtak a reggelek – (32)

Már bágyadtak a reggelek

Barnább a gesztenye

A bogyók arca teltebb

A rózsa messze van

A juhar vállán tarka sál

Bíbor ruha a rét

Ha nem lennék ódivatú

Ma bizsut hordanék

Fordította Fűri Mária

The morns are meeker than they were - 

The nuts are getting brown -

The berry’s cheek is plumper -

The rose is out of town. 

The maple wears a gayer scarf -

The field a scarlet gown -

Lest I sh'd be old-fashioned 

I’ll put a trinket on. 

https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/56590/the-morns-are-meeker-than-they-were-32