Rene Francois Armand Prudhomme
Rene Francois Armand Prudhomme Poems
- At The Water's Edge To sit and watch the wavelets as they ...
- Broken Vase The vase where this verbena is dying was cracked...
- Never To See Or Hear Her Never to see or hear her, never to ...
- In This World In this world all the flow'rs wither, The ...
- On The Water The sound of bank and water is all I hear, The ...
- Cradles Along the quay, the great ships, that ride the ...
- Music For The Dying Ye who will help me in my dying ...
Rene Francois Armand Prudhomme, the son of a French shopkeeper. He also went by the name of René François Armand Sully-Prudhomme and Sully Prudhomme. An eye disease terminated his training at a polytechnic institute where he hoped to become an engineer. Instead, his studies concentrated on literature. His first job was as a clerk in a factory office, which he left in 1860 to study law. Sully Prudhomme was a member of the Conference La Bruyere, a distinguished student society, and the favourable reaction from his fellow members encouraged him to go on writing poetry.
His first volume, Stances et Poemes (Stanzas and Poems) (1865), was well reviewed by Sainte-Beuve and ... more »
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At The Water's Edge
To sit and watch the wavelets as they flow
Two - side by side;
To see the gliding clouds that come and
And mark them glide;
If from low roofs the smoke is wreathing pale,
To watch it wreath;
If flowers around breathe perfume on the gale,
To feel them breathe;
If the bee sips the honeyed fruit that glistens,
To sip the dew;
If the bird warbles while the forest listens,
To listen too;
Beneath the willow where the brook is singing,
To hear its song;
Nor feel, while round us that sweet dream is clinging
The hours too long;
To know ...