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1media/Thumb 144.png2024-11-26T10:51:16-05:00"La Fleur d'Or (Sonnet)"8A poem by Arnould Rogierplain2024-11-28T22:42:39-05:00Translation:Mr. Arnould Rogier, a doctor of letters, who, to a vast erudition adds the most noble qualities of heart, agreed to supporting us with his valuable collaboration. His writings certainly do not need any special recommendation.
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La Fleur d'Or
(sonnet)
Eager Paris systematically choses The object of its joys and tears; Fashion and taste, presiding over the baptism, Have chose this winter a Queen of flowers.
Of innumerable variations, she is the theme, Her merest trace runs the gamut of colours; And the year eighteen ninety adorns in chrysanthemum, The future smiling at bygone pains.
The rose is the flower of love, its thorn is bitter; The chrysanthemum is soft, but not ephemeral, It stays when the rest have gone; it watches while the rest sleep.
It is the flower of friendship; in cold and sombre days. When life's evenings stretch out their shadows, Happy is the home where smiles the flower of gold.
