Please could some one translate this phrase by the french poet Laforgue.

[Richard Dolan]

Je n’ai pas une jeune fille qui saurait me goûter. Ah! Oui, une garde-malade pour l’amour de l’art ne donnant ses baisers qu’ à des mourants, des gens in extremis...

I suspect some of these words maybe oldfashioned, as I can not translate them properly via french - english dictionaries; particularly saurait and donnant. The phrase cropped up in the book Alexandria quartet by Lawrence Durrell.

Thanks Richard