Poem: “The Lover’s Wish” by Victor Hugo

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The Lover’s Wish

(“Si j’étais la feuille.”)

{XXII., September, 1828.}

Oh! were I the leaf that the wind of the West,
His course through the forest uncaring;
To sleep on the gale or the wave’s placid breast
In a pendulous cradle is bearing.

All fresh with the morn’s balmy kiss would I haste,
As the dewdrops upon me were glancing;
When Aurora sets out on the roseate waste,
And round her the breezes are dancing.

On the pinions of air I would fly, I would rush
Thro’ the glens and the valleys to quiver;
Past the mountain ravine, past the grove’s dreamy hush,
And the murmuring fall of the river.

By the darkening hollow and bramble-bush lane,
To catch the sweet breath of the roses;
Past the land would I speed, where the sand-driven plain
‘Neath the heat of the noonday reposes.

Past the rocks that uprear their tall forms to the sky,
Whence the storm-fiend his anger is pouring;
Past lakes that lie dead, tho’ the tempest roll nigh,
And the turbulent whirlwind be roaring.

On, on would I fly, till a charm stopped my way,
A charm that would lead to the bower;
Where the daughter of Araby sings to the day,
At the dawn and the vesper hour.

Then hovering down on her brow would I light,
‘Midst her golden tresses entwining;
That gleam like the corn when the fields are bright,
And the sunbeams upon it shining.

A single frail gem on her beautiful head,
I should sit in the golden glory;
And prouder I’d be than the diadem spread
Round the brow of kings famous in story.

V., Eton Observer.

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