Ode to Victor Hugo(1)
by: Freeyad Hugo
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The figure out whole history that impressed me most is Victor Hugo.
The story of Fantine with the iron- hearted Javert that my attention does draw.
Fantine crouched with her bosom half naked. Hands together clasped. Face with tears draped. A single powerless mother so much by poverty and agony bitten, by cruelty torn.
Her words pouring out in a low whispering heartrending flow.
Bending forward to press the hem of Javert's coat to her lips. A sight that does more pain to a body slashed with whips.
She might melted the heart of stone. But she could not melt a heart of bone.
Is that all you have to say. He replied. Gross. Then off You go
You are getting six months.
She collapsed on the floor. Moaning: mercy, melting, moaning more.
I am moaning too monsieur Hugo. Your words melted my heart,
Mercy, Mr. Hugo
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Freyad Hugo
Heerenveen
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I would like to translate this poem
She might melted the heart of stone. But she could not melt a heart of bone. Sublimest phrase of the whole poem, the basic foundation of good poetry. I can only give critics, but you worded this poem as the best and so it IS. Reading time and again is finest for this most emotive poem.5 Stars full vote! Thank you so much for sharing this sublimest poem.
dearest friend-vriendin Sylvia ontzettend trots ieder keer ik jouw words hier lees je bent de power dat de (thought and spirit) machine draaiend houdt Ik voel me (backed) steund, gewaardeerd moge God je belonen voor alles je voor mij doet jij bent steeds mijn inspiratie lang ben ik onder indruk van jouw woorden, zowel in Poëzie als in prose