Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, TOAST, by STEPHANE MALLARME


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First Line: This bit of foam, this nothing, a verse purely
Last Line: The white solicitude of the cloth of our sail.


This bit of foam, this nothing, a verse purely
To distinguish the cup we drink,
Just as, far away, a group of sirens, many,
Their bodies turning and twisting, disappear into the sea.

We sail, oh my various
Friends, I already on the poop
You the sumptuous bow which cuts through
The billow of lightnings and of winters;

A fine intoxication engages me,
Without fear even of the pitching of the ship,
To stand and propose this toast:

Solitude, reef, star
To whatever merits
The white solicitude of the cloth of our sail.





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