Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, REPOSE OF THE SOUL IN THE WOOD OF L'HAUTIL: PRAYER TO CONJURE AWAY THE, by PAUL FORT


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REPOSE OF THE SOUL IN THE WOOD OF L'HAUTIL: PRAYER TO CONJURE AWAY THE, by                    
First Line: The chirping frog his joy betrays. It rains upon the seine and oise
Last Line: Shine on every side of me. Egobille and mille -- merci.
Subject(s): Prayer; Rain


The chirping frog his joy betrays. It rains upon the Seine and Oise. O followers
of Saint Nicaise, born at Triel, hard by Pontoise,

Saint Egobille and good Saint Mille, now intercede with God, I pray, that he
from heaven may clear away these clouds, the hue of camomile.

Culling strawberries, one gets a chill, picking raspberries, one is numbed, I
find. -- If this should last my chair too well will know the weight of my
behind.

Saint Mille and good Saint Egobille, both natives of Triel, appeal to God!
Without this aid of yours my family must stay indoors.

A lull! -- Then quick, the moment cull! Take full advantage of that lull! Snails
shine on every side of me. Egobille and Mille -- merci.





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