Another Guitar

Poem by Victor Hugo Collection Les Rayons et les OmbresPeriod 19th centuryPrint

XXIII

How, said they,
With our skiffs,
To flee the alguazils?
— Row, said they.

How, said they,
To forget quarrels,
Misery and perils?
— Sleep, said they.

How, said they,
To enchant the fair
Without subtle philtres?
— Love, said they.

Victor Hugo

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