You who taught it to me, you no longer remember
All that my heart held of tenderness,
When, in the deep night, O my beautiful mistress,
I came weeping to fall into your bare arms!
The memory of it is dead, one day robbed you of it
And that love so sweet, which over life
Let our two hearts, mingled, glide in a kiss,
You who taught it to me, you no longer remember.
Alfred De Musset
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