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La jeune fille (Une allée du Luxembourg)

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Four Poems by Gérard de Nerval

La jeune fille (Une allée du Luxembourg)

Elle a passé, la jeune fille
Vive et preste comme un oiseau :
À la main une fleur qui brille,
À la bouche un refrain nouveau.
C’est peut-être la seule au monde
Dont le cœur au mien répondrait,
Qui venant dans ma nuit profonde
D’un seul regard l’éclaircirait !
Mais non, ma jeunesse est finie…
Adieu, doux rayon qui m’as lui,
Parfum, jeune fille, harmonie…
Le bonheur passait, il a fui !

The young girl (An avenue in the Luxembourg)

The young girl has flitted by
Quick and nimble as a bird:
In her hand a dazzling flower,
On her lips a new song.
The only girl on earth perhaps
Whose heart would answer mine,
Who penetrating my deep night
Would light it with a single glance!
But no - my youth is over . . .
Farewell, sweet ray that shone on me, -
Perfume, young girl, harmony . . .
Happiness passed by - and fled!

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