At Mr and Mrs Whistler’s place
Rue Antique du Bac one-ten
Their laughter will ring out again
If you turn up and show your face.
That same-pitched laugh heard by all,
Vibrations sonorous once and again,
At the Whistler’s abode of Madame and Monsieur:
The antique Rue Bac, number ‘hundred and ten.
– Submitted to the translation competition by Clare Tierney (Oxford)
Our laughter is bated,
We lack only you,
Our set will be fêted,
If choose us you do.
The street is Old Ferry,
The number one ten,
The Whistlers await you,
Make haste, and attend!
– Submitted to the translation competition by Katharine Lovatt (St Andrews)
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