Chinoiserie
de Théophile Gautier(2006)
1 min lectură
Mediu
It is not you, no, madam, whom I love,
Nor you either, Juliet, nor you,
Ophelia, nor Beatrice, nor that dove,
Fair-haired Laura with the big eyes; No.
She is in China whom I love just now;
She lives at home and cares for her old parents;
From a tower of porcelain she leans her brow,
By the Yellow River, where haunt the cormorants.
She has upward-slanting eyes, a foot to hold
In your hand-- that small; the colour shed
By lamps is less clear than her coppery gold;
And her long nails are stained with carmine red.
>From her trellis she leans out so far
That the dipping swallows are within her reach,
And like a poet, to the evening star
She sings the willow and the flowering peach.
(translated by A. J. M. Smith)
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- Autor
- Théophile Gautier
- Tip
- Poezie
- An
- 2006
- Cuvinte
- 136
- Citire
- 1 min
- Versuri
- 17
- Actualizat
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Théophile Gautier. “Chinoiserie.” Clasici, Poezie.ro, https://poezie.ro/clasici/theophile-gautier/poezie/chinoiserieIntrebari frecvente
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