poet Jean-Antoine Roucher

Jean-Antoine Roucher

Dernier quatrain

Ne vous étonnez pas, objets sacrés et doux,
Si quelqu'air de tristesse obscurcit mon visage.
Quand un savant crayon dessinait cette image
J'attendais l'échafaud et je pensais à vous.

Poem Submitted: Monday, December 10, 2012

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