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Dans la saison qu'Adonis fut blessé,
Mon cœur aussi de l'atteinte soudaine
D'un regard lancé.
Hors de l'abyme où le temps nous entraîne,
T'évoquerai-je, ô belle, en vain — ô vaines
Ombres, souvenirs.
Ah ! dans mes bras qui pleurais demi-nue,
Certe serais encore, à revenir,
La bienvenue.
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This text was added to the website: 2011-06-03
Line count: 9
Word count: 49
In the season when Adonis was wounded,
So was my heart by the sudden onslaught
Of a cast glance.
Out of the abyss where time draws us down,
I will call you up, O beauty, in vain — O vain
Shadows, memories.
Ah! you who cried half-naked in my arms,
To return you would certainly still
Be welcome.
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This text was added to the website: 2025-09-23
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