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Alcools ~ Hunting Horns
written by Guillaume Apollinaire
(Alcools: Cors de chasse), Translation A. S. Kline Link to further information





Our story’s noble as its tragic

like the grimace of a tyrant

no drama’s chance or magic

no detail that’s indifferent

makes our great love pathetic


And Thomas de Quincey drinking

Opiate poison sweet and chaste

Of his poor Anne went dreaming

We pass we pass since all must pass

Often I’ll be returning


Memories are hunting horns alas

whose note along the wind is dying