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Whose silences detach each sound - Natalie Clifford Barney "A la Campagne"

Too tired with harvesting to feel afraid - Natalie Clifford Barney "A la Campagne"

To feel the stab of beauty at the heart - Natalie Clifford Barney "Ah! Night!"

The silent throb and music of the stars - Natalie Clifford Barney "Ah! Night!"

Though all expressiveness seems overdressed - Natalie Clifford Barney "Apology"

May your dreams be harmless as my own - Natalie Clifford Barney "Apology"

A book of dreams and broken memories - Natalie Clifford Barney "Avertissement"

Sweet poisons are narcotics for our tears - Natalie Clifford Barney "Easter Day"

Our ressurected [sic] past through dreams appears - Natalie Clifford Barney "Easter Day"

Exchanging vows and other platitudes - Natalie Clifford Barney "Habit"

As beggars chained in separate solitudes - Natalie Clifford Barney "Habit"

Though jealousy keep live the rotten core - Natalie Clifford Barney "Habit"

The rhythm of our veins' deep eloquence - Natalie Clifford Barney "How to Write the Beat of Love"

Toss you on the silver sands of sleep - Natalie Clifford Barney "How to Write the Beat of Love"

Evolutions open your arcana - Natalie Clifford Barney "Life"

Shower down your nearest spears of truth - Natalie Clifford Barney "Life"

In the first heart-beats of my hope - Natalie Clifford Barney "Life"

To kiss the eyes of night farewell - Natalie Clifford Barney "Life"

Pure as stars on the silver midnights - Natalie Clifford Barney "Lines Taken from Poems I Shall Not Write"

An infidel in thought and word and grief - Natalie Clifford Barney "The Love of Judas"

A double heart and a promiscuous soul - Natalie Clifford Barney "The Love of Judas"

That bowl of greatest bitterness without relief - Natalie Clifford Barney "The Love of Judas"

In dreadful paths his anguish trod - Natalie Clifford Barney "The Love of Judas"

The weeping face of love touched in the dark - Natalie Clifford Barney "More Night!"

Midnights hammocked in unrest - Natalie Clifford Barney "More Night!"

Whose tears are prophecies and second-sight - Natalie Clifford Barney "More Night!"

Masked in bad silence, turned against their star - Natalie Clifford Barney "The Near Enemy"

The mouth of bitterness made lyrical - Natalie Clifford Barney "On a Picture to Music"

Reclining love will make the heavens dance - Natalie Clifford Barney "A Parisian Roof Garden in 1918"

Through the high vaults of space - Natalie Clifford Barney "Singing"

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