You, memory; absence, me, that tide
And time record. Ah, by your side
To live again, undying! Aye,
To live again! But ma petite,
Now nothingness, cold, owns my flesh…
Will your love keep my memory fresh?
— Paul Verlaine, from “Last Hope,” One Hundred and One Poems by Paul Verlaine: A Bilingual Edition trans. Norman R. Shapiro (University of Chicago Press, 1999)