.Venise, 12 mai 1834
Non, mon enfant chéri
Ces trois lettres ne sont pas
Le dernier serment de main de l'amant qui te quitte
C'est l'embrassement du frère qui te reste
Ce sentiment là est trop beau, trop pur et trop doux
Pour que j'éprouve jamais le besoin d'en finir .
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