Rene Francois Armand Prudhomme

(1839 - 1907 / France)

Rene Francois Armand Prudhomme Poems

1. Aux Poètes Futurs 4/20/2010
2. A Ronsard 11/24/2012
3. A Vingt Ans 11/24/2012
4. Aux Amis Inconnus 11/24/2012
5. Aux Poètes Futurs 11/24/2012
6. Corps Et Âmes 11/24/2012
7. Déception 11/24/2012
8. Dernière Solitude 11/24/2012
9. Douceur D'Avril 11/24/2012
10. Enfantillage 11/24/2012
11. Hora Prima 11/24/2012
12. Invitation À La Valse 11/24/2012
13. L'Agonie 11/24/2012
14. L'Âme 11/24/2012
15. L'Amour Maternel 11/24/2012
16. L'Automne 11/24/2012
17. L'Escalier De L'Ara Coeli 11/24/2012
18. L'Étoile Au Coeur 11/24/2012
19. L'Indulgence 11/24/2012
20. L'Inspiration 11/24/2012
21. L'Une D'Elles 11/24/2012
22. La Beauté 11/24/2012
23. La Bouture 11/24/2012
24. La Chanson De L'Air 11/24/2012
25. La Colombe Et Le Lis 11/24/2012
26. La Coupe 11/24/2012
27. La Grande Allée 11/24/2012
28. La Grande Chartreuse 11/24/2012
29. La Jacinthe 11/24/2012
30. La Mer 11/24/2012
31. La Musique 11/24/2012
32. La Pensée 11/24/2012
33. La Reine Du Bal 11/24/2012
34. La Terre Et L'Enfant 11/24/2012
35. La Valse 11/24/2012
36. Le Cygne 11/24/2012
37. Le Dernier Adieu 11/24/2012
38. Le Long Du Quai 11/24/2012
39. Le Pardon 11/24/2012
40. L'Idéal 11/24/2012
Best Poem of Rene Francois Armand Prudhomme

At The Water's Edge

To sit and watch the wavelets as they flow
Two - side by side;
To see the gliding clouds that come and
And mark them glide;

If from low roofs the smoke is wreathing pale,
To watch it wreath;
If flowers around breathe perfume on the gale,
To feel them breathe;

If the bee sips the honeyed fruit that glistens,
To sip the dew;
If the bird warbles while the forest listens,
To listen too;

Beneath the willow where the brook is singing,
To hear its song;
Nor feel, while round us that sweet dream is clinging
The hours too long;

To know ...

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Never To See Or Hear Her

Never to see or hear her,
never to name her aloud,
but faithfully always to wait for her
and love her.

To open my arms and, tired of waiting,
to close them on nothing,
but still always to stretch them out to her
and to love her.

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