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Hyacinth
I am in love with him
To whom a hyacinth is dearer
Than I shall ever be dear.
On nights when the field-mice
Are abroad, he cannot sleep.
He hears their narrow teeth
At the bulbs of his hyacinths.
But the gnawing at my heart...
He does not hear. |
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| Name: Hasan | 2013-02-20 |
| Sorry to double post Tracey. The Hotel Britanique is in a great loaicton not far from the Louvre and right across the Seine and Notre Dame. It's quite a lively at area at night - I know you will have a wonderful time and I really was not much help at all. One of the most important things to have is a good street map - if you like I can send you a great one that all the Parisians carry. I also have a little guidebook I've printed up that may help. Just let me know and I can slip it in the mail. A bientf4t |
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