Classic and Contemporary Poetry
FETES GALANTES: LES INDOLENTS, by PAUL VERLAINE Poem Explanation Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Bah! Spite of fate, that says us nay Last Line: Ha! Ha! Ha! What fantastic lovers! | ||||||||
Bah! spite of Fate, that says us nay, Suppose we die together, eh? -- A rare conclusion you discover! -- What's rare is good. Let us die so, Like lovers in Boccaccio. -- Ha! ha! ha! you fantastic lover! -- Nay, not fantastic. If you will, Fond, surely irreproachable. Suppose, then, that we die together? -- Good sir, your jests are fitlier told Than when you speak of love or gold. Why speak at all, in this glad weather? Whereat, behold them once again, Tircis beside his Dorimene, Not far from two blithe rustic rovers, For some caprice of idle breath Deferring a delicious death. Ha! ha! ha! what fantastic lovers! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ANOTHER SONG WITHOUT WORDS by PAUL VERLAINE CHANSON D'AUTOMNE by PAUL VERLAINE COLLOQUE SENTIMENTAL by PAUL VERLAINE FETES GALANTES: PANYOMIME by PAUL VERLAINE FETES GALANTES: ROMANCES SANS PAROLE, SELECTION by PAUL VERLAINE |
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