Verlaine P. Autumn chanson
Violins long
To atone;
Taint my core
With their bore
Monotone.
All stifled then
And pale, when
Time forlore,
I would have seen
How things’ve been
And implore;
Then be away
Upon ill sway
To support
My status quo
Of to and fro
Leaf amort.
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«Chanson d’automne», 1866
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