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Arthur Rimbaud

In summer evenings blue, pricked by the wheat
 On rustic paths the thin grass I shall tread,
And feel its freshness underneath my feet,
 And, dreaming, let the wind bathe my bare head,

I shall not speak, nor think, but, walking slow
 Through Nature, I shall rove with Love my guide,
As gipsies wander, where, they do not know,
 Happy as one walks by a woman’s side.

― Arthur Rimbaud, “Sensation.” (1870) Translation into English by Jethro Bithell (1912) Oxford Brookes University / Poetry Centre / National Poetry Day

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