Victor Hugo
Tomorrow, at Dawn
Tomorrow, at
dawn, at the hour when the countryside whitens,
I will depart.
You see, I know you wait f me.
I will go through
the forest and over the mountains.
I cannot stay far
from you any longer.
I will trudge on,
my eyes fixed on my thoughts,
Ignoring
everything around me, without hearing a sound,
Alone, unknown,
back stooped, hands crossed,
Saddened, and the
day will be like night for me.
I will neither
see the golden glow of the falling evening,
Nor the sails
going down to Harfleur in the distance,
And when I
arrive, I will place on your tomb
A bouquet of green holly and flowering heather.
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