Baudelaire The morning twilight
Aurora shivering in pink dress and green / advanced slowly on the deserted Seine, / And the dark Paris, rubbing Eye / grabbed his tools, old laborious.
[ It Crepuscolo del mattino : Tremando di freddo, verde e rosa jacket in the aurora avanzava lentamente sulla Senna Deserta, e cupo, vecchio laborioso, Parigi rubbing his eyes challenged his tools, trans. RV].
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