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Au pays parfum que le soleil caresse	A
J'ai connu sous un dais d'arbres tout empourpr s	A
Et de palmiers d'o pleut sur les yeux la paresse	A
Une dame cr ole aux charmes ignor s	A
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Son teint est p le et chaud la brune enchanteresse	A
A dans le cou des airs noblement mani r s	A
Grande et svelte en marchant comme une chasseresse	A
Son sourire est tranquille et ses yeux assur s	A
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Si vous alliez Madame au vrai pays de gloire	B
Sur les bords de la Seine ou de la verte Loire	B
Belle digne d'orner les antiques manoirs	A
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Vous feriez l'abri des ombreuses retraites	A
Germer mille sonnets dans le coeur des po tes	A
Que vos grands yeux rendraient plus soumis que vos noirs	A
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To a Creole Lady	C
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In the perfumed country which the sun caresses	A
I knew under a canopy of crimson trees	A
And palms from which indolence rains into your eyes	A
A Creole lady whose charms were unknown	D
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Her complexion is pale and warm the dark enchantress	A
Affects a noble air with the movements of her neck	E
Tall and slender she walks like a huntress	A
Her smile is calm and her eye confident	F
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If you went Madame to the true land of glory	C
On the banks of the Seine or along the green Loire	B
Beauty fit to ornament those ancient manors	A
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You'd make in the shelter of those shady retreats	A
A thousand sonnets grow in the hearts of poets	A
Whom your large eyes would make more subject than your slaves	A
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Translated by William Aggeler	B
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To a Colonial Lady	C
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In scented countries by the sun caressed	G
I've known beneath a tent of purple boughs	A
And palmtrees shedding slumber as they drowse	A
A creole lady with a charm unguessed	G
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She's pale and warm and duskily beguiling	H
Nobility is moulded in her neck	E
Slender and tall she holds herself in check	E
An huntress born sure eyed and quiet smiling	H
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Should you go Madam to the land of glory	C
Along the Seine or Loire where you would merit	G
To ornament some mansion famed in story	C
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Your eyes would bum in those deep shaded parts	A
And breed a thousand rhymes in poets' hearts	A
Tamed like the negro slaves that you inherit	G
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Translated by Roy Campbell	I
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To a Creole Lady	C
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In that perfumed country caressed by the sun	J
I have known under a canopy of purple trees	A
And palms raining idleness upon the eyes	A
A creole lady of private beauty	C
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Her shade is pale and warm this brown enchantress	A
Has gracefully mannered airs in her neck	E
Large and sinuous walking like a huntress	A
Her smile is silent and her eyes secure	B
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If you should go Madam to the true country of glory	C
On the banks of the Seine or of the green Loire	B
Fair lady fit to decorate ancient mansions	A
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In some shady and secluded refuge you would awake	K
A thousand sonnets in the hearts of poets	A
Whom your great eyes would make more subject than your Blacks	A
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Translated by Geoffrey Wagner	B

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