To ***
You are leaving — it is not your fault.
You believe it your Destiny. It departs, and you follow…
The heart grief-stricken, whose guest you once were,
Knows too well that it is not your fault
And forgives you, if you flee.
Go! I know too well how ends
The dream that enamored hearts dream here below.
I know too well what a dream is,
And however beautiful, how it ends,
For me to bear a grudge — and I bear you none!
But at least go out of my life!
Since you must leave, never come back again!
Let me forget you. Forget…
And since you gave me nothing of a friend,
Take my regrets away with you!
Jules Barbey d’Aurevilly
Translation generated by Poésies 123 with assistance from the deepseek-chat artificial-intelligence model.
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