Far away from birds and herds and village girls,
What can I have been drinking in that young Oise,
Such as I was, I should have made a poor inn-sign.
The water from the woods trickled away into virgin sands
- As translated by Oliver Bernard: Arthur Rimbaud, Collected Poems (1962).
- Manuscript given to Jean-Louis Forain by Arthur, gone into the collection Louis Barthou, then in the collection Pierre Bérès in 1935.
- Rimbaud wrote another copy for Verlaine, which dated later than the above version but was prior to the one published in A Season in Hell (Alchemy of the word).