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L’apres-Midi D’un Faune

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The Faun


These nymphs, I would perpetuate them.
So bright
Their crimson flesh that hovers there, light
In the air drowsy with dense slumbers.
Did I love a dream?
My doubt, mass of ancient night, ends extreme
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Harley White 06 November 2017
This translation appears to be by A. S. Kline.
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