Morning Twilight (Charles Baudelaire Poems)
Reveille was sounding on barrack-squares,and the wind of dawn blew on lighted stairs.It was the hour when a swarm of ...
Reveille was sounding on barrack-squares,and the wind of dawn blew on lighted stairs.It was the hour when a swarm of ...
Your head, your gesture, your air,are lovely, like a lovely landscape:laughter's alive, in your face,a fresh breeze in a clear ...
Through the streets where at windows of old housesthe persian blinds hide secret luxuries,when the cruel sun strikes with redoubled ...
Are they blue, gray or green? Mysterious eyes (as if in fact you were looking through a mist) in alternation ...
With quiet heart, I climbed the hill,from which one can see, the city, complete,hospitals, brothels, purgatory, hell,prison, where every sin ...
To the too-dear, to the too-beautiful,who fills my heart with clarity,to the angel, to the immortal idol,All hail, in immortality!She ...
Whatever place he goes, on land or sea,under a sky on fire, or a polar sun,servant of Jesus, follower of ...
? NadarDo you know, as I do, delicious sadnessand make others say of you: 'Strange man!'- I was dying. In ...
How beautiful a new sun is when it rises,flashing out its greeting, like an explosion!- Happy, whoever hails with sweet ...
Late autumns, winters, spring-times steeped in mud,anaesthetizing seasons! You I praise, and lovefor so enveloping my heart and brainin vaporous ...
It is Death, alas, persuades us to keep on living:the goal of life and the only hope we have,like an ...
Pascal had his Void that went with him day and night.- Alas! It's all Abyss, - action, longing, dream,the Word! ...
A flirtatious woman's singular gazeas she slithers towards you, like the white raysthe vibrant moon throws on the trembling seawhere ...
We will have beds filled with light scent, andcouches deep as a tomb,and strange flowers in the room,blooming for us ...
You can scorn more illustrious eyes,sweet eyes of my child, through which there takes flightsomething as good or as tender ...
Lovers of whores don't care,happy, calm and replete:But my arms are incomplete,grasping the empty air.Thanks to stars, incomparable ones,that blaze ...
Among the black yews, their shelter,the owls are ranged in a row,like alien deities, the glow,of their red eyes pierces. ...
Music, like an ocean, often carries me away!Through the ether far,or under a canopy of mist, I set sailfor my ...
This is the sanctuarywhere the prettified young lady,calm, and always ready,fans her breasts, aglow,elbow on the pillow,hears the fountain's flow:it's ...
Today Space is fine!Like a horse mount this wine,without bridle, spurs, bit,for a heaven divine!We, two angels they torturewith merciless ...
O SHADOWY Beauty mine, when thou shalt sleep In the deep heart of a black marble tomb; When thou for ...
HERE is the chamber consecrate, Wherein this maiden delicate, And enigmatically sedate, Fans herself while the moments creep, Upon her ...
WHITE maiden with the russet hair, Whose garments, through their holes, declare That poverty is part of you, And beauty ...
THERE are some powerful odours that can pass Out of the stoppard flagon; even glass To them is porous. Oft ...
WHEN Juan sought the subterranean flood, And paid his obolus on the Stygian shore, Charon, the proud and sombre beggar, ...
MOTHER of memories, mistress of mistresses, O thou, my pleasure, thou, all my desire, Thou shalt recall the beauty of ...
MADONNA, mistress, I would build for thee An altar deep in the sad soul of me; And in the darkest ...
AN we suppress the old Remorse Who bends our heart beneath his stroke, Who feeds, as worms feed on the ...
O SWARMING city, city full of dreams, Where in a full day the spectre walks and speaks; Mighty colossus, in ...
ANGEL of gaiety, have you tasted grief? Shame and remorse and sobs and weary spite, And the vague terrors of ...
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