The Sacrifice, Poem by Auguste Angellier

Poem by Auguste Angellier Collection To the Lost FriendThemes Love, SadnessPeriod 19th century

By our first glances under the green chestnut trees,
By our first confessions for which my heart still trembles,
By our first kisses, and those last kisses
Where our past love gathers to die;

By the paths, the woods, the hillsides, the glaciers,
By the shores of the seas that saw us together,
By so many deep moments and familiar days
That make my spirit resemble your spirit;

By that ray of light that comes to animate upon its cross
That God of human suffering in whom you believe,
And by my honor as a man, O dear soul, I swear

That I love you, that my tenderness is great and pure,
That the bottomless anguish of this evening measures it,
And that it is out of love that I renounce you!

Auguste Angellier

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