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THE END OF A DAY IN THE PROVINCES, by                     Poet's Biography
First Line: Passed the end of a day in the provinces
Last Line: Bombay.
Subject(s): Country Life


Passed the end of a day in the provinces.
A gray sort of town, carefully paved, peaceful.
The hotel window looks onto the main square. I watched a stupid moon rise over
there, lighting up this town especially as though to assure me that this town
really existed, in its insignificance.
A lamplighter carrying a baby in his arms and followed by a dog who seemed to
be used to everything, and who sniffed at the pavements as though they were very
old friends.
The lamp did not want to light.
Immediately, two, five, six people came along and discussed it; the lamp
lights, the people see that it is lit and go away slowly. Only one remains. He
looks at the lamp for a moment and then he goes away.
Oh! to live in one of these molluse beds!
To die! . . . to die.
And the moon is the same here as in Paris, as over the Mississippi, as in
Bombay.





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