the romantics

andJules refined jewelry a poetic romance

the dreamers

Ma Bohème, Arthur Rimbaud (1854-1891)

Je m’en allais, les poings dans mes poches crevées;

Mon paletot aussi devenait idéal;

J’allais sous le ciel, Muse! et j'étais ton féal;

Oh! la! la! que d’amours splendides j’ai rêvées!

Mon unique culotte avait un large trou.

- Petit-Poucet rêveur, j'égrenais dans ma course.

Des rimes. Mon auberge était à la Grande-Ourse.

-Mes étoiles au ciel avaient un doux frou-frou....

My Bohemia (translated by David Paley)

I went off, fists thrust into my pockets, all tattered;

My jacket suddenly transformed for the better;

Beneath the sky, I went, O Muse, becoming your debtor;

Oh! What joy! What splendid loves I dreamed as your steward.

My only trouser had a big hole;

I dreamt of Tom Thumb and picked my rhymes

from the road:

The Great Bear became my abode

And my stars in the sky whispered into my soul....

andJules refined jewelry a poetic romance

the lovers

Sonnets from the Portuguese, by Elizabeth Barrett Browning (1850)

When our two souls stand up erect and strong,

Face to face, silent, drawing nigh and nigher, 

Until the lengthening wings break into fire

At either curved point—what bitter wrong

Can the earth do to us, that we should not long

Be here contented” Think. In mounting higher,

The angels would press us and aspire

To drop some golden orb of perfect song…

andJules refined jewelry a poetic romance

Juliette Gréco; black & white photo by George Dudognon. colour photo by Milton Greene (1960).

Juliette Gréco << a true free spirit, muse & icon to bohemian girls and women.>>