O Chansons foregoing You were a seven days’ wonder. When you came out in the magazines You created considerable stir in… And now you are stale and worn out…

Take, dear, my little sheaf of son… For, old or new, All that is good in them belongs Only to you; And, singing as when all was young…

You came in out of the night And there were flowers in your han… Now you will come out of a confusi… Out of a turmoil of speech about y… I who have seen you amid the prima…

Love thou thy dream All base love scorning, Love thou the wind And here take warning That dreams alone can truly be,

The petals fall in the fountain, the orange-coloured rose-leaves, Their ochre clings to the stone.

O Dieu, purifiez nos cceurs! Purifiez nos coeurs! Yea the lines hast thou laid unto… in pleasant places, And the beauty of this thy Venice

In the cream gilded cabin of his s… Mr. Nixon advised me kindly, to a… Dangers of delay. ‘Consider Carefully the reviewer. ’I was as poor as you are;

For the seven lakes, and by no man… Rain; empty river; a voyage, Fire from frozen cloud, heavy rain… Under the cabin roof was one lante… The reeds are heavy; bent;

Sez the Times a silver lining Is what has set us pining, Montague, Montague! In the season sad and weary When our minds are very bleary,

Luini in porcelain! The grand piano Utters a profane Protest with her clear soprano. The sleek head emerges

Young men riding in the street In the bright new season Spur without reason Causing their steeds to leap. And at the pace they keep

O thou newcomer who seek’st Rome… And find’st in Rome no thing thou… Arches worn old and palaces made c… Rome’s name alone within these wal… Behold how pride and ruin can befa…

I join these words for four people… Some others may overhear them, O world, I am sorry for you, You do not know these four people.

I have tried to write Paradise Do not move Let the wind speak that is paradise. Let the Gods forgive what I