THE EYES OF BEAUTY (Charles Baudelaire Poem)
YOU are a sky of autumn, pale and rose; But all the sea of sadness in my blood Surges, and ...
YOU are a sky of autumn, pale and rose; But all the sea of sadness in my blood Surges, and ...
THE Demon, in my chamber high, This morning came to visit me, And, thinking he would find some fault, He ...
WHEN with closed eyes in autumn's eves of gold I breathe the burning odours of your breast, Before my eyes ...
Heap cassia, sandal-buds and stripes Of labdanum, and aloe-balls, Smeared with dull nard an Indian wipes From out her hair: ...
THUS the Mayne glideth Where my Love abideth; Sleep 's no softer: it proceeds On through lawns, on through meads, ...
Over the sea our galleys went, With cleaving prows in order brave, To a speeding wind and a bounding wave, ...
HEAP cassia, sandal-buds and stripes Of labdanum, and aloe-balls, Smear'd with dull nard an Indian wipes From out her hair: ...
OVER the sea our galleys went, With cleaving prows in order brave To a speeding wind and a bounding wave-- ...
I've a Friend, over the sea; I like him, but he loves me. It all grew out of the books ...
I. You're my friend: I was the man the Duke spoke to; I helped the Duchess to cast off his ...
I. Said Abner, ``At last thou art come! Ere I tell, ere thou speak, ``Kiss my cheek, wish me well!'' ...
(As Distinguished by an Italian Person of Quality) I Had I but plenty of money, money enough and to spare, ...
That's my last duchess painted on the wall, Looking as if she were alive. I call That piece a wonder, ...
ANCIEN REGIME I Now that I, tying thy glass mask tightly, May gaze through these faint smokes curling whitely, As ...
O SING a new song to the Lord, Make, all and every one, A joyful noise, even for the King ...
The brown enormous odor he lived by was too close, with its breathing and thick hair, for him to judge. ...
LEAVE me a little while alone, Here at his grave that still is strown With crumbling flower and wreath; The ...
See her come bearing down, a tidy craft! Gaily her topsails bulge, her sidelights burn! There's jigging in her rigging ...
As evening falls, The walls grow luminous and warm, the walls Tremble and glow with the lives within them moving, ...
Well, as you say, we live for small horizons: We move in crowds, we flow and talk together, Seeing so ...
What shall we talk of? Li Po? Hokusai? You narrow your long dark eyes to fascinate me; You smile a ...
You read-what is it, then that you are reading? What music moves so silently in your mind? Your bright hand ...
Of what she said to me that night-no matter. The strange thing came next day. My brain was full of ...
This is the house. On one side there is darkness, On one side there is light. Into the darkness you ...
1 Senlin sits before us, and we see him. He smokes his pipe before us, and we hear him. Is ...
1 Senlin sits before us, and we see him. He smokes his pipe before us, and we hear him. Is ...
I The girl in the room beneath Before going to bed Strums on a mandolin The three simple tunes she ...
I. (Bread and Music) Music I heard with you was more than music, And bread I broke with you was ...
I Like a gondola of green scented fruits Drifting along the dark canals of Venice, You, O exquisite one, Have ...
Nel mezzo del cammin di nostra vita mi ritrovai per una selva oscura ch? la diritta via era smarrita . ...
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