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Paul Verlaine's Poetry, by first line

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  • I am the Empire in the last of its decline,
    That sees the tall, fair-haired Barbarians pass,--the while
    14 lines
  • The milky sky, the hazy, slender trees,
    Seem smiling on the light costumes we wear,--
    20 lines, 1 comment
  • The courtly serenaders,
    The beauteous listeners,
    16 lines
  • Tranquil in the twilight dense
    By the spreading branches made,
    20 lines
  • Since shade relents, since 'tis indeed the day,
    Since hope I long had deemed forever flown,
    28 lines
  • Before your light quite fail,
    Already paling star,
    20 lines
  • O'er the wood's brow,
    Pale, the moon stares;
    18 lines
  • The scene behind the carriage window-panes
    Goes flitting past in furious flight; whole plains
    16 lines
  • The rosy hearth, the lamplight's narrow beam,
    The meditation that is rather dream,
    10 lines
  • The keyboard, over which two slim hands float,
    Shines vaguely in the twilight pink and gray,
    12 lines
  • Oh, heavy, heavy my despair,
    Because, because of One so fair.
    16 lines
  • The trees' reflection in the misty stream
    Dies off in livid steam;
    8 lines
  • You were not over-patient with me, dear;
    This want of patience one must rightly rate:
    90 lines
  • See, blossoms, branches, fruit, leaves I have brought,
    And then my heart that for you only sighs;
    12 lines
  • Let's dance the jig!
    Above all else I loved her eyes,
    17 lines
  • What sayst thou, traveller, of all thou saw'st afar?
    On every tree hangs boredom, ripening to its fall,
    68 lines
  • The false fair days have flamed the livelong day,
    And still they flicker in the brazen West.
    14 lines
  • Give ear unto the gentle lay
    That's only sad that it may please;
    28 lines
  • I've seen again the One child: verily,
    I felt the last wound open in my breast,
    14 lines
  • Hope shines--as in a stable a wisp of straw.
    Fear not the wasp drunk with his crazy flight!
    14 lines
  • Sleep, darksome, deep,
    Doth on me fall:
    12 lines
  • It is you, it is you, poor better thoughts!
    The needful hope, shame for the ancient blots,
    22 lines
  • 'Tis the feast of corn, 'tis the feast of bread,
    On the dear scene returned to, witnessed again!
    20 lines, 1 comment
  • Remembrance, what wilt thou with me? The year
    Declined; in the still air the thrush piped clear,
    14 lines
  • Oft do I dream this strange and penetrating dream:
    An unknown woman, whom I love, who loves me well,
    14 lines, 1 comment
  • To you these lines for the consoling grace
    Of your great eyes wherein a soft dream shines,
    14 lines
  • Un grand sommeil noir
    Tombe sur ma vie:
    12 lines
  • "Son, thou must love me! See" my Saviour said,
    "My heart that glows and bleeds, my wounded side,
    16 lines
  • "The abbe rambles."--"You, marquis,
      Have put your wig on all awry."--
    13 lines
  • An ancient terra-cotta Faun,
      A laughing note in 'mid the green,
    8 lines
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