«There are three periods of memory. / The first of them is like a yesterday, / The soul basks in the blessings of their vault, / The body takes its glory in their shade. / Laughter has not yet passed away, tears gush, / The blot is not yet bleached out of the desk, / The kiss, like a hear...»
«Today, as I see, you're especially wistful, my love. / Your hands are especially slim / while embracing your knees. / O, listen! In far away, far away lands, / by lake Chad / there wanders a gorgeous giraffe. His skin in embroidered with a fairy miraculous weave. / Who'd dare to come an...»
«Lather of lassitude round the lips again. / Ploughing the waves there furiously swims the Bull. / Snorting, not fond of rowing, a lady's man. / Hard is the cargo, he's labouring to the full. Time and again there jumps up a dolphin's wheel / Or a sea urchin gives them a thorny peck. / Soft...»
«The girl was singing in a church choir, / About the weary abroad, far away, / About the ships in the sea, so dire, / And those who'd forgotten their happy day. So sweet was her voice flying up into highness / With shimmering beam on her shoulder of white, / And every one listened watc...»