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When the dusk of my life comes, springs sadden my heart..
poppies, whose love opens its petals, are growing in the shade of the wheats...
people say there is a beverage running from it, which can close the burdened eyes...
I am so wakeful, sleepless. My mind is weary with those dreams which are chased by another...
what do you want from me, perishing springs, ?
what is needed, for closing the eyelids?
Poppies, the flowers that keep asleep...
~Alphonse de Lamartine
"Les Pavots"
Lorsque vient le soir de la vie,
Le printemps attriste le cœur...
Les pavots, dont l’amour ouvre ses pétales, croissent à l’ombre des blés..
On dit qu’il en coule un breuvage, qui ferme les yeux accablés...
J'ai trop veillé. Mon âme est lasse de ces rêves qu’un rêve chasse...
Que me veux-tu, printems vermeil ?
Que faut-il aux paupières closes ?
La fleur qui garde le sommeil !
~Alphonse de Lamartine