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Title: Poems of Paul Verlaine
Author: Paul Verlaine
Illustrator: Henry McCarter
Translator: Gertrude Hall
Release Date: July, 2005 [EBook #8426]
Posting Date: August 8, 2009
Language: English
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*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK POEMS OF PAUL VERLAINE ***
Produced by Michael Castelluccio
POEMS OF PAUL VERLAINE
By Paul Verlaine
Translated by Gertrude Hall
Pictured by Henry McCarter
[Illustration: "Portrait of Paul Verlaine"]
Contents
I. FETES GALANTES
Clair de Lune
Sur L'Herbe
L'Allee
A la Promenade
Le Faune
Mandoline
L'Amour Par Terre
En Sourdine
Colloque Sentimental
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
AQUARELLES
Green
Spleen
Streets
IV. SAGESSE
What Sayst Thou, Traveller, Of All Thou Saw'st Afar?
The False Fair Days
Give Ear Unto the Gentle Lay
I've Seen Again the One Child: Verily
"Son, Thou Must Love Me!--See-" My Saviour Said
Hope Shines--As in a Stable a Wisp of Straw
Sleep, Darksome, Deep
The Sky-Blue Smiles Above the Roof
It Is You, It Is You, Poor Better Thoughts
'Tis the Feast of Corn, 'Tis the Feast of Bread
V.
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