As often-times the too resplendent sun
Hurries the pallid and reluctant moon
Back to her sombre cave, ere she hath won
A single ballad from the nightingale,
So doth thy Beauty make my lips to fail,
And all my sweetest singing out of tune.
And as at dawn across the level mead
On wings impetuous some wind will come,
And with its too harsh kisses break...
Baiser ! rose trémière au jardin des caresses !
Vif accompagnement sur le clavier des dents
Des doux refrains qu’Amour chante en les cœurs ardents,
Avec sa voix d’archange aux langueurs charmeresses !
Sonore et gracieux Baiser, divin Baiser !
Volupté non pareille, ivresse inénarrable !
Salut ! L’homme, penché sur ta coupe adorable,
S’y grise d’un...
