Poems of Paul Verlaine by Paul Verlaine
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II. LA BONNE CHANSON Since Shade Relents, Since 'Tis Indeed the Day Before Your Light Quite Fail O'er the Wood's Brow The Scene Behind the Carriage Windowpanes The Rosy Hearth, The Lamplight's Narrow Beam It Shall Be, Then, Upon a Summer's Day III. ROMANCES SANS PAROLES ARIETTES OUBLIEES It Weeps In My Heart The Keyboard, Over Which Two Slim Hands Float O Heavy, Heavy My Despair The Trees' Reflection in the Misty Stream PAYSAGES BELGES Bruxelles BIRDS IN THE NIGHT You Were Not Over-patient with Me, Dear But You Will Own That I was in the Right And Wherefore Should I Lay My Heartwounds Bare? Now I Do Not Intend--What Were the Gain? I See You Still. I Softly Pushed the door I See You Still. I Softly Dressed in a Summer Dress Some Moments I'm the Tempest-driven Bark |
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