A une Poetesse libre a jamais
Tu pris ton dernier envol,
Bienveillante sur les tiens,
Qui dans un ciel d'auréoles,
Communiaient vers ton destin.
PiaTricia
" The Dame of Dames! can I believe, then,
Those ancient temples classic, and castles strong and feudalistic,
could none of them restrain her?
Nor shades of Virgil and Dante—nor myriad memories, poems, old associations, magnetize and hold on to her? But that she ’s left them all—and here?.. "
Walt Whitman
Tu pris ton dernier envol,
Bienveillante sur les tiens,
Qui dans un ciel d'auréoles,
Communiaient vers ton destin.
PiaTricia
" The Dame of Dames! can I believe, then,
Those ancient temples classic, and castles strong and feudalistic,
could none of them restrain her?
Nor shades of Virgil and Dante—nor myriad memories, poems, old associations, magnetize and hold on to her? But that she ’s left them all—and here?.. "
Walt Whitman
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