Andre Marie de Chenier

(30 October 1762 – 25 July 1794 / Istanbul)

Le Poete - Poem by Andre Marie de Chenier

... Pour lui
L'ombre du cabinet en délices abonde.
S'il fuit les graves riens, noble ennui du beau monde,
Ou si, chez la beauté qui l'admit en secret,
Las de parler, enfin il demeure muet,
Il regagne à grands pas son asile et l'étude:
Il y trouve la paix, la douce solitude,
Ses livres, et sa plume au bec noir et malin,
Et la sage folie, et le rire à l'oeil fin.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 12, 2010



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