THEN, MOST, I SMILE by Victor Hugo
("Il est un peu tard.")
{Bk. III. xxx., Oct. 30, 1854.}
Late it is to look so proud,
Daisy
queen come is the gloom
Of the winter-burdened cloud!—
"But, in winter, most I bloom!"
Star of even! sunk the sun!
Lost for e'er the ruddy line;
And the earth is veiled in dun,—
"Nay, in darkness, best I shine!"
O, my soul! art 'bove alarm,
Quaffing thus the cup of gall—
Canst thou face the grave with calm?—
"Yes, the Christians smile at all."
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