He sleeps. Although his fate was very strange, He lived. He died when he had no longer his angel. The thing… — Victor Hugo
He sleeps. Although his fate was very strange,
He lived. He died when he had no longer his angel.
The thing came to pass simply,
Of itself, as the night comes when day is gone.
Il dort. Quoique le sort fût pour lui bien étrange,
Il vivait. Il mourut quand il n’eut plus son ange,
La chose simplement d’elle-même arriva,
Comme la nuit se fait lorsque le jour s’en va.
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