@nicolles01 Do you come from the deep sky or do you come out of the abyss, O Beauty! your gaze, infernal and divine, Confusedly pours out benefit and crime, And for that one can compare you to wine. You contain in your eye the sunset and the dawn; You spread perfumes like a stormy evening; Your kisses are a philter and your mouth an amphora Which make the cowardly hero and the courageous child.