The Sages of old time, well worth our own,
Believed--and it has been disproved by none--
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J’admire l’ambition du Vers Libre, -
Et moi-même que fais-je en ce moment
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"The abbe rambles."--"You, marquis,
Have put your wig on all awry."--
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The keyboard, over which two slim hands float,
Shines vaguely in the twilight pink and gray,
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Off, be off, now, graceless pack:
Get you gone, lost children mine:
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Glimm'ring twilight things are these,
Visions of the end of night.
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The sky-blue smiles above the roof
Its tenderest;
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The trees' reflection in the misty stream
Dies off in livid steam;
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Oft do I dream this strange and penetrating dream:
An unknown woman, whom I love, who loves me well,
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Hills and fences hurry by
Blent in greenish-rosy flight,
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Powdered and rouged as in the sheepcotes' day,
Fragile 'mid her enormous ribbon bows,
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When I had pushed the narrow garden-door,
Once more I stood within the green retreat;
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The sun, less hot, looks from a sky more clear;
The roses in their sleepy loveliness
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I am the Empire in the last of its decline,
That sees the tall, fair-haired Barbarians pass,--the while
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Dame mouse patters
Black against the shadow grey;
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Kiss! Hollyhock in Love's luxuriant close!
Brisk music played on pearly little keys,
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Like to a swarm of birds, with jarring cries
Descend on me my swarming memories;
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Oh, heavy, heavy my despair,
Because, because of One so fair.
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The roses were so red, so red,
The ivies altogether black.
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An ancient terra-cotta Faun,
A laughing note in 'mid the green,
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Leaf-strewing gales
Utter low wails
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In the deserted park, silent and vast,
Erewhile two shadowy glimmering figures passed.
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High-heels were struggling with a full-length dress
So that, between the wind and the terrain,
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It shall be, then, upon a summer's day:
The sun, my joy's accomplice, bright shall shine,
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It weeps in my heart
As it rains on the town.
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It rains in my heart
As it rains on the town,
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I've seen again the One child: verily,
I felt the last wound open in my breast,
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The rosy hearth, the lamplight's narrow beam,
The meditation that is rather dream,
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The trees' reflection in the misty stream
Dies off in livid steam;
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Give ear unto the gentle lay
That's only sad that it may please;
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