October’s Little Miseries (Jules Laforgue Poems)
Every October I start to get upset.The factories' hundred throats blow smoke to the sky.The pullets are getting fatfor Christmas ...
Every October I start to get upset.The factories' hundred throats blow smoke to the sky.The pullets are getting fatfor Christmas ...
Between all my torments between death and selfBetween my despair and the reason for livingThere is injustice and this evil ...
Prisoners of risk and rigour long agoWho have done battle under honour's name,Hoped (living or shot down) some meed of ...
The common is unusually calm--they captured the storm last night, it's sleeping in the stockade, relieved of its duty, pacified, ...
The common is unusually calm--they captured the storm last night, it's sleeping in the stockade, relieved of its duty, pacified, ...
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