“Under the sun the summer grasses fade.
The rose, expiring after the harsh ravage
Of the heat, languishes toward the shade.
Sleep drips from the foliage.”

— Renée Vivien

L’herbe de l’été pâlit sous le soleil.<br>La rose, expirant sous les âpres ravages<br>Des chaleurs, languit vers l’ombre, et le sommeil<br>Coule des feuillages. <br class="br"> La fraîcheur se glisse http://www.reneevivien.com/sapho.html#fraicheur (Coolness glides...), trans. Margaret Porter (1977) <br class="br"> Sapho http://www.reneevivien.com/sapho.html (1903)

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British poet who wrote in the French language 1877–1909

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