Since I have put my lip to your cup still full; Since I have [in your hands]1 laid my pale forehead; Since I have sometimes breathed the sweet breath Of your soul, perfume buried in the shadow;
Since it was given to me to hear you say The words where the mysterious heart pours out; Since I have seen you cry, since I have seen you smile Your mouth on my mouth and your eyes on my eyes;
Since I have seen shining on my delighted head A ray of your star, alas! always veiled; Since I have seen fall in the wave of my life A rose leaf torn from your days;
I can now say to the swift years:
Pass! pass always! I have no more to grow old! Go away with your flowers all faded; I have in my soul a flower that no one can pick!
Your wing by hitting it will make nothing spill From the vase where I drink and that I have well filled. My soul has more fire than you have ash! My heart has more love than you have oblivion!

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