XXVII
Oh! when I sleep, come to my bedside,
As to Petrarch appeared Laura,
And may your breath, in passing, touch me… —
Suddenly my mouth
Will half-open!
On my dreary brow where perhaps is ending
A dark dream that lasted far too long,
May your gaze rise like a star… —
Suddenly my dream
Will shine!
Then on my lip where flutters a flame,
Lightning of love that God Himself refined,
Place a kiss, and from angel become woman… —
Suddenly my soul
Will awaken!
June 19, 1839.
Victor Hugo
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