From castles of bone unknown music comes But now, that toil rewarded; you, your calculations,you, your fits of impatienceare no more than your dancing and your voice, not fixed and certainly not forced, although an added reason for a double consequence of inventiveness + success, in brotherly and discreet humanity throughout the universe devoid of images;force and justice reflect thedancing and the voices which are only now esteemed. The voices of instruction in exile... The bodys ingenuousness bit- terly put in its place... Adagio Ah! the infinite egotism of adolescence, the studious optimism: how full of flowers the world was that summer! Tunes and forms fading... A choir, to calm down impotence and absence! A choir of glass pieces, of nocturnal melodies... Soon, indeed, the nerves will slip their moorings.