Poems by Theodore de Banville
Aux Enfants Perdus
... Haste, ye light skiffs, where myrtle thickets smile ...
The Laurels Are Cut Down
... Here is the grass which is reaped and the laurels which are cut down ...
Ballade Des Pendus
... With such strange thoughts as none may say ...
Ballade On The Mysterious Hosts Of The Forest
... Then down the dells, with blown soft hair and bright, ...
