Paul Verlaine

(1844-1896 / France)

poet Paul Verlaine

Paul Verlaine Poems

1. Before Your Light Quite Fail 3/30/2010
2. Jadis - Prologue 3/30/2010
3. Naguere - Prologue 3/30/2010
4. The Rosy Hearth 3/30/2010
5. The Scene Behind The Carriage Window Panes 3/30/2010
6. What Sayest Thou, Traveller 3/30/2010
7. The False Fair Days 3/30/2010
8. The Keyboard, Over Which Two Slim Hands Float 3/30/2010
9. Oft Do I Dream 3/30/2010
10. Oh, Heavy, Heavy My Despair 3/30/2010
11. It Shall Be, Then, Upon A Summer's Day 3/30/2010
12. A La Promenade 3/30/2010
13. En Sourdine 3/30/2010
14. Il Bacio 3/30/2010
15. L' Allee 3/30/2010
16. L'Amour Par Terre 3/30/2010
17. It Is You 3/30/2010
18. It Rains In My Heart (Il Pleure Dans Mon Coeur) 3/30/2010
19. Le Faune 3/30/2010
20. Give Ear Unto The Gentle Lay 3/30/2010
21. Mon Reve Familier 3/30/2010
22. Tis The Feast Of Corn 3/30/2010
23. Nevermore 3/30/2010
24. Since Shade Relents 3/30/2010
25. Apres Trois Ans 3/30/2010
26. Vers Libres 3/30/2010
27. Streets 3/30/2010
28. Impression Fausse 3/30/2010
29. Langueur 3/30/2010
30. It Weeps In My Heart 3/30/2010
31. Sur L'Herbe 3/30/2010
32. Mandoline 3/30/2010
33. Poemes Saturniens - Prologue 3/30/2010
34. Epilogue 3/30/2010
35. O'Er The Wood's Brow 3/30/2010
36. Son, Thou Must Love Me 3/30/2010
37. Femme Et Chatte 2/12/2014
38. Melancholy 3/30/2010
39. Le Rossignol 3/30/2010
40. Un Grand Sommeil Noir 3/30/2010

Comments about Paul Verlaine

  • Fabrizio Frosini Fabrizio Frosini (12/17/2015 12:41:00 PM)

    those verse are in «Aspiration», Paul Verlaine ('Premiers vers')

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  • Fabrizio Frosini Fabrizio Frosini (12/17/2015 12:31:00 PM)

    «Là, tous les sons rêvés, là, toutes les splendeurs Inabordables»

    There, all the sounds dreamed, there, all the splendors unaffordable

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Best Poem of Paul Verlaine

The Young Fools (Les Ingénus)

High-heels were struggling with a full-length dress
So that, between the wind and the terrain,
At times a shining stocking would be seen,
And gone too soon. We liked that foolishness.

Also, at times a jealous insect's dart
Bothered out beauties. Suddenly a white
Nape flashed beneath the branches, and this sight
Was a delicate feast for a young fool's heart.

Evening fell, equivocal, dissembling,
The women who hung dreaming on our arms
Spoke in low voices, words that had such charms
That ever since our stunned soul has been trembling.

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Ariettes Oubliees

It weeps in my heart
As it rains on the town.
What is this dull smart
Possessing my heart?

Soft sound of the rain
On the ground and the roofs!
To a heart in pain,
O the song of the rain!

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