THE BRIDGE OF DEATH. 'THE dance is on the Bridge of Death And who will dance with me？' 'There's never a man of living men Will dare to...
THE THREE CAPTAINS. ALL beneath the white-rose tree Walks a lady fair to see, She is as white as the snows, She is as fair as the day： From her father...
MUSETTE. HENRI MURGER. YESTERDAY, watching the swallows' flight That bring the spring and the season fair, A moment I thought of the beauty bright...
OLD LOVES. HENRI MURGER. LOUISE, have you forgotten yet The corner of the flowery land, The ancient garden where we met, My hand that trembled in your...
SPRING IN THE STUDENT'SQUARTER WINTER is passing, and the bells For ever with their silver lay Murmur a melody that tells Of April and of Easter d...
JUANA. ALFRED DE MUSSET. AGAIN I see you, ah my queen, Of all my old loves that have been, The first love, and the tenderest； Do you remember or forge...
AN OLD TUNE. GERARD DENERVAL. THERE is an air for which I would disown Mozart's, Rossini's, Weber's melodies, - A sweet sad air that langu...
MORE STRONG THAN TIME. VICTOR HUGO. SINCE I have set my lips to your full cup, my sweet, Since I my pallid face between your hands have laid, Since I ...
THE GENESIS OF BUTTERFLIES. VICTOR HUGO. THE dawn is smiling on the dew that covers The tearful roses； lo, the little lovers That kiss the buds, and a...
THE GRAVE AND THE ROSE.VICTOR HUGO THE Grave said to the Rose, 'What of the dews of dawn, Love's flower, what end is theirs？' 'And wha...