Bricks and tiles,
O the charming
Little asylums
For lovers!
Hops and vines,
Leaves and flowers,
Insignes tents
Of frank drinkers!
Bright taverns,
Beers, clamors,
Serving girls dear
To all smokers!
Nearby stations,
Gay long roads…
What windfalls,
Good wandering Jews!
Paul Verlaine
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