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\n\t\t\tPoems in Greek and in French<\/font><\/b><\/span><\/p>\n

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\nGreek Epigram<\/a><\/b><\/span><\/p>\n

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\nLorsque rien n’existait<\/a><\/b><\/span><\/p>\n

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\n\t\t\tLorsque rien n’existait, l’amour existait,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nEt lorsqu’il ne restera plus rien, l’amour restera.<\/span><\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tIl est le premier et le dernier,<\/span><\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tIl est le pont de la v\u00e9rit\u00e9,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nIl est le compagnon dans l’angle du tombeau,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nIl est le lierre qui s’attache a l’arbre et prend sa belle vie verte
\ndans le c\u0153ur qu’il d\u00e9vore.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nC’est pourquoi, O mon fr\u00e8re dou\u00e9 d’intelligence pure,<\/span><\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tQui te diriges dans la voie par le tamarin de la direction,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nQui p\u00e9n\u00e8tres le sens cache des choses par ton c\u0153ur,<\/span><\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tQui pr\u00e9pares pour toi-m\u00eame le jujube de la solitude et la
\n\t\t\tth\u00e9riaque du courage sup\u00e9rieur,<\/span><\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tQui fr\u00e9quentes dans la solitude la divine ma^tresse
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\n\t\t\tInvisible et si visible,<\/span><\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tDominatrice des deux Orients et des deux Occidents,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nLa divine amie!<\/span><\/p>\n

\nO toi dont l’oreille n’est pas dure,<\/span><\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tQui saisis le sens du cri aigre de la porte,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nDu bourdonnement de la mouche,<\/span><\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tDe la marche des caravanes,<\/span><\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tDu mouvement de la nu\u00e9e matinale,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nDu ciel entr’ouvert devenu la rose;<\/span><\/p>\n

\nR\u00e9ponds! Qu’as-tu compris a la voix du luth et de la flute?<\/span><\/p>\n

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\nSur les grands sommets blancs<\/a><\/b><\/span><\/p>\n

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\n\t\t\tSur les grands sommets blancs, astre \u00e9teint et brise,<\/span><\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tSeul dans l’immense nuit de son c\u0153ur d\u00e9sol\u00e9,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nL’\u00e9r\u00e9mite Amita, l’homme \u00e9lu par les dieux,<\/span><\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tLeva son vaste front comme un ciel vers les cieux,<\/span><\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tEt aust\u00e8re il parla, triste, grave, immuable,<\/span><\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tL’homme divin vaincu au Peuple imp\u00e9rissable:<\/span><\/p>\n

\n\t\t\t“O vous que vos soleils brillants, purs et lointains<\/span><\/p>\n

\nCachent dans les splendeurs, immortels et hautains,<\/span><\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tO fils de l’Infini, rois de la Lumi\u00e8re!<\/span><\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tGuerriers resplendissants de la lutte alti\u00e8re!<\/span><\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tNation a la mort divinement rebelle,<\/span><\/p>\n

\n\t\t\tVous qui brisez la loi de la nuit \u00e9ternelle!<\/span><\/p>\n

\nO vous qui appelez a vos sommets ardus<\/span><\/p>\n

\nLes pantins de la terre, [                 ]1<\/font><\/sup> tribus!<\/font><\/span><\/p>\n

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\n\t\t\tLa vaste Nuit parla aux infinis caches,<\/span><\/p>\n

\nL’amante a ses amants terribles et voiles.<\/span><\/p>\n

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