Agonie

And on that cheek, and o'er that brow,
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent.

Col chic

Le pré est vénéneux mais joli en automne
Les vaches y paissant
Lentement s'empoisonnent