“It is the hour when the swarm of malevolent dreams
Makes sun-browned adolescents writhe upon their pillows.”

C'était l'heure où l'essaim des rêves malfaisants
Tord sur leurs oreillers les bruns adolescents.
"Le Crépuscule du Matin" [Morning Twilight] http://fr.wikisource.org/wiki/Le_cr%C3%A9puscule_du_matin
Les fleurs du mal (Flowers of Evil) (1857)

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C'était l'heure où l'essaim des rêves malfaisants Tord sur leurs oreillers les bruns adolescents.

Les fleurs du mal (Flowers of Evil) (1857)

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French poet 1821–1867

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