vetva v angličtině:

no time to stand beneath the boughts, and stare as long as sheep and crows?

Look at the monkey on that bough.

The bough bent under the weight of the snow.

Would God, I were the tender apple blossom, That floats and falls from off the twisted bough, To lie and faint within your silken bosom, Within your silken bosom as that does now.