Thy gift, thy tables, are within my brainFull charactered with lasting memory,Which shall above that idle rank remainBeyond all date even to eternity – Or at the least, so long as brain and heartHave faculty by nature to subsist;Till each to razed oblivion yield his partOf thee, thy record never can…
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Même quand nous dormons nous veillons l’un sur l’autreEt cet amour plus lourd que le fruit mûr d’un lacSans rire et sans pleurer dure depuis toujoursUn jour après un jour une nuit après nous. (Derniers Poèmes d’amour) Paul Eluard 14 December (1895 – 1952)
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I heard a thousand blended notes,While in a grove I sat reclined,In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughtsBring sad thoughts to the mind. To her fair works did Nature linkThe human soul that through me ran;And much it grieved my heart to thinkWhat man has made of man. Through primrose…
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Rappelle-toi, quand l’Aurore craintiveOuvre au Soleil son palais enchanté ;Rappelle-toi, lorsque la nuit pensivePasse en rêvant sous son voile argenté ;A l’appel du plaisir lorsque ton sein palpite,Aux doux songes du soir lorsque l’ombre t’invite,Ecoute au fond des boisMurmurer une voix :Rappelle-toi. Rappelle-toi, lorsque les destinéesM’auront de toi pour jamais…
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Two women, both in black, the widow’s veilis flung across one shoulder, cast aside.A child’s face where sorrow can’t prevail,those sloe-dark eyes more suited to a bride. The funeral past, she sheds no mourning tearas she surveys the seething cafe crowd.What does her confidante say in her ear?What secret that…
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He helps me keep alive those active cellsthat sometimes light the spark of thought anew,hoping that the cave where reason dwellsmight warm with feeling as it used to do. When thought and feeling fuse, just now and thenand blood rejuvenates the numbing brainthe ageing world regains its glory whenlight and…