A Vesper (Andre Marie de Chenier Poems)
O quel que soit ton nom, soit Vesper, soit Phosphore, Messager de la nuit, messager de l'aurore, Cruel astre au ...
O quel que soit ton nom, soit Vesper, soit Phosphore, Messager de la nuit, messager de l'aurore, Cruel astre au ...
Mon visage est fl?tri des regards du soleil. Mon pied blanc sous la ronce est devenu vermeil. J'ai suivi tout ...
Sans parents, sans amis et sans concitoyens, Oubli? sur la terre et loin de tous les miens, Par les vagues ...
Tell me, Dorinda, why so gay, Why such embroid'ry, fringe, and lace? Can any dresses find a way To stop ...
Le lys est le plus beau des enfants du z?phire, Il l?ve un front superbe et demande l'empire. Des suaves ...
Le doux sommeil habite o? sourit la fortune, Pareil aux faux amis, le malheur l'importune. Il vole se poser, loin ...
LE garçon délabré qui n'a rien à faire Que de se gratter les doigts et se pencher sur mon épaule: ...
...Preamble A rough draft for an ars poetica . . . . . . . Let's get our dreams unstuck ...
There's a palace in Florence, the world knows well, And a statue watches it from the square, And this story ...
There's a palace in Florence, the world knows well, And a statue watches it from the square, And this story ...
Pardon, old fathers, if you still remain Somewhere in ear-shot for the story's end, Old Dublin merchant "free of the ...
If I were tickled by the rub of love, A rooking girl who stole me for her side, Broke through ...
A process in the weather of the heart Turns damp to dry; the golden shot Storms in the freezing tomb. ...
My hero bares his nerves along my wrist That rules from wrist to shoulder, Unpacks the head that, like a ...
Not from this anger, anticlimax after Refusal struck her loin and the lame flower Bent like a beast to lap ...
The bows glided down, and the coast Blackened with birds took a last look At his thrashing hair and whale-blue ...
I Half of the fellow father as he doubles His sea-sucked Adam in the hollow hulk, Half of the fellow ...
OUT of the testimony of such reluctant lips, out of the oaths and mouths of such scrupulous liars, out of ...
BODY of Jesus taken down from the cross Carved in ivory by a lover of Christ, It is a child's ...
White, pristine, unblemished They say it is not a color I love white mists, clouds Lingering on blue mountains. White, ...
Hungry and cold, I stood in a doorway on Delancey Street in 1946 as the rain came down. The worst ...
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