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Arbres de la forêt, vous connaissez mon âme!
Au gré des envieux, la foule loue et blâme;
Vous me connaissez, vous! – vous m’avez vu souvent,
Seul dans vos profondeurs, regardant et rêvant.
Vous le savez, la pierre où court un scarabée,
Une humble goutte d’eau de fleur en fleur tombée,
Un nuage, un oiseau, m’occupent tout un jour.
La contemplation m’emplit le coeur d’amour.

Victor Hugo (1802-1885)
Recueil : Les contemplations
"Aux arbres"

To the trees

Trees of the forest, you truly know my soul!
Moved by envy, the pressing crowd praises and blames;
But you know me, you! You have seen me often
Alone in your depths, gazing and dreaming.
You’re well aware of how a stone on which a beetle runs,
A humble drop of water falling from flower to flower,
A cloud, a bird, can keep me busy all day.
This kind of contemplation fills my heart with love.

Victor Hugo (1802-1885)
Recueil : Les contemplations
"Aux arbres"

Two roads diverged in a wood, and I --
I took the one less travelled by,
and that has made all the difference

Robert Frost

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Explored Nov 19, 2011 #27

In the Forest
By Oscar Wilde

Out of the mid-wood's twilight
Into the meadow's dawn,
Ivory limbed and brown-eyed,
Flashes my Faun!

He skips through the copses singing,
And his shadow dances along,
And I know not which I should follow,
Shadow or song!

O Hunter, snare me his shadow!
O Nightingale, catch me his strain!
Else moonstruck with music and madness
I track him in vain!

Tomorrow, my friend will say goodbye to that life's most precious :
Love ...
What shall I say? what should I do ... Nothing ... I'll be there
I'm so sad...

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