Victor Marie Hugo

[Victor Hugo] (26 February 1802 – 22 May 1885 / Besancon / France)

Victor Marie Hugo Poems

1. The Old And The Young Bridegroom 4/3/2010
2. The Old Man’s Love 4/3/2010
3. The Pity Of Angels 4/3/2010
4. The Quiet Rural Church 4/3/2010
5. The Refugee’s Haven 4/3/2010
6. The Roll Of The De Silve Race 4/3/2010
7. The Son In Old Age 4/3/2010
8. The Worst Treason 4/3/2010
9. Then, Most, I Smile 4/3/2010
10. The Retreat From Moscow 4/3/2010
11. The Portrait Of A Child 4/3/2010
12. The Spanish Lady’s Love 4/3/2010
13. The Veil 4/3/2010
14. The Lover’s Colloquy 4/3/2010
15. The Lover’s Sacrifice 4/3/2010
16. They Say: 4/3/2010
17. Man and Woman 4/8/2016
18. The Sower 4/3/2010
19. The First Black Flag 4/3/2010
20. The Giant In Glee 4/3/2010
21. Trumpets Of The Mind 4/3/2010
22. The Girl Of Otaheite 4/3/2010
23. The Feast Of Freedom 4/3/2010
24. To The Napoleon Column 4/3/2010
25. En Écoutant Chanter La Princesse *** 4/3/2010
26. Deux Voix Dans Le Ciel 4/3/2010
27. Ultima Verba (My Last Word) 4/3/2010
28. Aux Proscrits 4/3/2010
29. Hymne Des Transportés (Hymn Of The Transported) 4/3/2010
30. Je La Revois, Après Vingt Ans, L'Île Où Décembre 4/3/2010
31. La Grand-Mère (The Grandmother) 4/3/2010
32. What The Poet Was Telling Himself In 1848 4/3/2010
33. The Cemetary Of Eylau 4/3/2010
34. Milton’s Appeal To Cromwell 4/3/2010
35. Je Ne Vois Pas Pourquoi Je Ferais Autre Chose 4/3/2010
36. Charles Vacquerie 4/3/2010
37. Cri De Guerre Du Mufti 4/3/2010
38. Dans L'Alcôve Sombre 4/3/2010
39. Dante Écrit Deux Vers 4/3/2010
40. Dieu Fait Les Questions Pour Que L'Enfant Réponde 4/3/2010
Best Poem of Victor Marie Hugo

More Strong Than Time

Since I have set my lips to your full cup, my sweet,
Since I my pallid face between your hands have laid,
Since I have known your soul, and all the bloom of it,
And all the perfume rare, now buried in the shade;

Since it was given to me to hear on happy while,
The words wherein your heart spoke all its mysteries,
Since I have seen you weep, and since I have seen you smile,
Your lips upon my lips, and your eyes upon my eyes;

Since I have known above my forehead glance and gleam,
A ray, a single ray, of your star, veiled always,
Since I have felt...

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You can see it already: chalks and ochers;
Country crossed with a thousand furrow-lines;
Ground-level rooftops hidden by the shrubbery;
Sporadic haystacks standing on the grass;
Smoky old rooftops tarnishing the landscape;
A river (not Cayster or Ganges, though:
A feeble Norman salt-infested watercourse);
On the right, to the north, bizarre terrain
All angular--you'd think a shovel did it.

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