Poems

Under The Leaves

Under The Leaves Oft have I walked these woodland paths, Without the blessed foreknowing That underneath the withered leaves The fairest buds were growing. To-day the […]

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Elégies

Elégies c’ était un soir de grâce et de mansuétude où l’ amour sur les yeux baise la solitude. Dans l’ ombre, une idéale haleine de […]

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