Lonely, dark, stooped, with hands folded, Without looking out of nothing, hear no noise, I will go through the forest, go up the mountain. Tomorrow, at dawn, white fields in the dawn Un bouquet de houx vert et de bruyère en fleur. Ni les voiles au loin descendant vers Harfleur,Įt quand j'arriverai, je mettrai sur ta tombe Je ne regarderai ni l'or du soir qui tombe, Triste, et le jour pour moi será comme la nuit. Seul, inconnu, le dos courbé, les mains croisées, Sans rien voir au dehors, sans entendre aucun bruit, Je marcherai les yeux fixés sur mes pensées, Je ne puis demeurer loin de toi plus longtemps. J'irai par la forêt, j'irai par la montagne. He died in Paris at May 22 of 1885.ĭemain, dès l'aube, à l'heure où blanchit la campagne, He helped a lot in the lyrical and theatrical renovation of his age. He was a great lyric poet with works such as Odes et Ballades (1826), Les Feuilles d’automne (1832), Les Contemplations (1856), Les Châtiments (1853) and La Légende des siècles (18). He was a popular novelist with a great success thanks to Notre-Dame de Paris (The Hunchback of Notre-Dame) in 1831 and Les Misérables in 1862. He was a key element in the literature of his country and the 19th century he also wrote a very varied work. Victor-Marie Hugo was born in Besanzón at February 26 of 1802 he was a writer, a politic, a poet, an academic, a dramatist and a French intellectual considered as one of the most romantic writers of France.
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