Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, CHEZ BREBANT, by FRANCIS ALEXANDER DURIVAGE


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CHEZ BREBANT, by                    
First Line: The vicomte is wearing a brow of gloom
Last Line: "ma foi! Chez brebant ces choses sont rares!"


THE vicomte is wearing a brow of gloom
As he mounts the stair to his favorite room.
"Breakfast for two!" the garcons say,
"Then the pretty young lady is coming today!"
But the patron mutters, A Dieu ne plaise!
I want no clients from Pere la Chaise.
Silver and crystal -- a splendid show!
And a damask cloth white as driven snow.
The vicomte sits down with a ghastly air, --
His vis-a-vis is an empty chair.
But he calls to the garcon, "Antoine! Vite!
Place a stool for the lady's feet."
"The lady, monsieur?" (in a wavering tone).
"Yes -- when have you known me to
breakfast alone?
Fill up her glass! Versez! Versez!
You see how white are her cheeks to-day:
Sip it, my darling, 't was ordered for thee."
He raises his glass, "A toi, Mimi!"
The garcon shudders, for nothing is there
In the lady's place but an empty chair.
But still, with an air of fierce unrest,
The vicomte addresses an unseen guest.
"Leave us, Antoine: we have much to say,
And time is precious to me to-day."
When the garcon was gone he sprang up with a start:
"Mimi is dead of a broken heart.
Could I think, when she gave it with generous joy,
A woman's heart such a fragile toy?
Her trim little figure no longer I see!
Would I were lying with thee, Mimi!
For what is life but a hell to me?
What splendor and wealth but misery?"
A jet of flame and a whirl of smoke!
A detonation the silence broke.
The landlord enters, and lying there
Is the dead vicomte, with a stony glare
Rigidly fixed on an empty chair.
"Il faut avertir le commissaire!
Ma foi! Chez Brebant ces choses sont rares!"





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