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Puisqu'ici bas tout me	A
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XL May	B
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Since everything below	C
Doth in this mortal state	D
Its tone its fragrance or its glow	C
Communicate	D
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Since all that lives and moves	E
Upon the earth bestows	F
On what it seeks and what it loves	G
Its thorn or rose	F
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Since April to the trees	H
Gives a bewitching sound	I
And sombre night to grief gives ease	H
And peace profound	I
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Since day spring on the flower	J
A fresh'ning drop confers	K
And the fresh air on branch and bower	J
Its choristers	K
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Since the dark wave bestows	K
A soft caress imprest	I
On the green bank to which it goes	K
Seeking its rest	I
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I give thee at this hour	J
Thus fondly bent o'er thee	A
The best of all the things in dow'r	L
That in me be	A
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Receive poor gift 'tis true	M
Which grief not joy endears	K
My thoughts that like a shower of dew	M
Reach thee in tears	K
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My vows untold receive	N
All pure before thee laid	I
Receive of all the days I live	O
The light or shade	I
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My hours with rapture fill'd	I
Which no suspicion wrongs	K
And all the blandishments distill'd	I
From all my songs	K
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My spirit whose essay	K
Flies fearless wild and free	A
And hath and seeks to guide its way	K
No star but thee	A
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No pensive dreamy Muse	K
Who though all else should smile	P
Oft as thou weep'st with thee would choose	K
To weep the while	P
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Oh sweetest mine this gift	I
Receive 'tis throe alone	Q
My heart of which there's nothing left	I
When Love is gone	R
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Fraser's Magazine	S

Victor-marie Hugo

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