Ave, Dea; moriturus te salutat
(Hail, Goddess; he who is about to die salutes you)
To Judith Gautier
Death and beauty are two things profound,
So of dark and azure, that one might say that
They were two sisters and fecund
Possessing the one enigma, the one secret.
(Hail, Goddess; he who is about to die salutes you)
To Judith Gautier
Death and beauty are two things profound,
So of dark and azure, that one might say that
They were two sisters and fecund
Possessing the one enigma, the one secret.
19th Century French Poetry
