Josephine

Not tonight josephine.

In an army's strength therein

Lies the denouement. from

Here you're haunting me. by

The seine so beautiful, only

Not to be of use-- impossible.

So strange, victory- 1200 spires

The only sound, moscow burning.

Empty like the tuileries. like a dream

Vienna seems, only not to be of use- impossible.

In the last extremity -- to

Advance or not to advance- i

Hear you laughing

Even still you're calling me

"not tonight, not tonight

Not tonight"

Josephine


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