You Tremble Tonight Poem by Pierre Rausch

One day spread through the town
It would have agitated him less
The fathomless abstraction
Infinite to cause blaze
The exterior of mysterious
His own mind with them
You tremble tonight
And who cherished in his own soul
Then gravely, and moving his lips
Was simply a man who took note
You tremble tonight
Meditating, conteplating
You tremble tonight
Was simply a man who took note
Was preaching on occasion
Was one else who had this
Which they call fruitieres
Watch factories on a long scales
Which wasn't in my room
After bidding your sister good night
You tremble tonight
They had recurred to him
Almost intolerable
Should not have happened