Charleville
May 24, 1870
To Theodore de Banville
c/o M. Alphonse Lemerre, Publisher
passage Choiseul
Paris
CHER MAITRE
This is the season of love; I'm seventeen years old. The age of hopes and fantasies, as they say, and so I have begun, only a child, but touched by the finger of Muse (excuse me if this is banal) to write down my dearest beliefs, my hopes, my feelings, all the things that poets do - this is what I call springtime.
(It's better to create than destroy what's unnecessary)
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