“No more, I must sleep, forgetting the outrage,
On the thirsty sand lying, and as I delight
Open my mouth to wine's potent star!
Adieu, both! I shall see the shade you became.”

The Afternoon of a Faun (1876)

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French Symbolist poet 1842–1898

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