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Hymne À La Beauté (Hymn To Beauty)
Viens-tu du ciel profond ou sors-tu de l'abîme,O Beauté? ton regard, infernal et divin,Verse confusément le bienfait et le crime,Et l'on peut pour..
©  Charles Baudelaire
Lethe
Come to my heart, cruel, insensible one,Adored tiger, monster with the indolent air;I would for a long time plunge my trembling fingersInto the heavy..
©  Charles Baudelaire
Bohémiens En Voyage (Gypsies On The Road)
La tribu prophétique aux prunelles ardentesHier s'est mise en route, emportant ses petitsSur son dos, ou livrant à leurs fiers appétitsLe trésor..
©  Charles Baudelaire
Beowulf
LO, praise of the prowess of people-kingsof spear-armed Danes, in days long sped,we have heard, and what honor the athelings won!Oft Scyld the..
©  Charles Baudelaire
Far Away From Here
This is the sanctuarywhere the prettified young lady,calm, and always ready,fans her breasts, aglow,elbow on the pillow,hears the fountain’s..
©  Charles Baudelaire
À Une Dame Créole (To A Creole Lady)
Au pays parfumé que le soleil caresse,J'ai connu, sous un dais d'arbres tout empourprésEt de palmiers d'où pleut sur les yeux la paresse,Une dame..
©  Charles Baudelaire
Even When She Walks
Even when she walks she seems to dance!Her garments writhe and glisten like long snakesobedient to the rhythm of the wandsby which a fakir wakens..
©  Charles Baudelaire
Voyage To Cythera
Free as a bird and joyfully my heartSoared up among the rigging, in and out;Under a cloudless sky the ship rolled onLike an angel drunk with..
©  Charles Baudelaire
Le Gout Du Néant
Morne esprit, autrefois amoureux de la lutte,L'Espoir, dont l'éperon attisait ton ardeur,Ne veut plus t'enfourcher! Couche-toi sans pudeur,Vieux..
©  Charles Baudelaire
The Bad Monk
On the great walls of ancient cloisters were nailedMurals displaying Truth the saint,Whose effect, reheating the pious entrailsBrought to an austere..
©  Charles Baudelaire
Overcast
Are they blue, gray or green? Mysterious eyes(as if in fact you were looking through a mist)in alternation tender, dreamy, grimto match the shiftless..
©  Charles Baudelaire
Spleen (Iv)
Quand le ciel bas et lourd pèse comme un couvercleSur l'esprit gémissant en proie aux longs ennuis,Et que de l'horizon embrassant tout le cercleII..
©  Charles Baudelaire
Une Charogne
Rappelez-vous l'objet que nous vîmes, mon âme,Ce beau matin d'été si doux :Au détour d'un sentier une charogne infameSur un lit semé de cailloux
©  Charles Baudelaire
Travelling Bohemians
The prophetic tribe of the ardent eyesYesterday they took the road, holding their babiesOn their backs, delivering to fierce appetitesThe always..
©  Charles Baudelaire
One O'Clock In The Morning
At last! I am alone! Nothing can be heard but the rumbling of a few belated and weary cabs. For a few hours at least silence will be ours, if not..
©  Charles Baudelaire
My Earlier Life
I've been home a long time among the vast porticos,Which the mariner sun has tinged with a million fires,Whose grandest pillars, upright, majestic..
©  Charles Baudelaire
Ill-Starred
To bear a weight that cannot be borne,Sisyphus, even you aren't that strong,Although your heart cannot be tornTime is short and Art is long.Far from..
©  Charles Baudelaire
Alchimie De La Douleur (The Alchemy Of Sorrow)
L'un t'éclaire avec son ardeur,L'autre en toi met son deuil, Nature!Ce qui dit à l'un: Sépulture!Dit à l'autre: Vie et splendeur!Hermès inconnu qui..
©  Charles Baudelaire
L'Invitation Au Voyage
Mon enfant, ma soeur,Songe à la douceur,D'aller là-bas, vivre ensemble!Aimer à loisir,Aimer et mourir,Au pays qui te ressemble!Les soleils..
©  Charles Baudelaire
The Blessing
When, by a decree of the sovereign power,The poet makes his appearance in a bored world,With fists clenched at the horror, his outraged motherCalls..
©  Charles Baudelaire
The Balcony
Mother of memories, mistress of mistresses,O you, all my pleasures! O you, all my learning!You will remember the joy of caresses,the sweetness of..
©  Charles Baudelaire
The Living Torch
Those lit eyes go before me, in full view,(Some cunning angel magnetised their light) -Heavenly twins, yet my own brothers too,Shaking their diamond..
©  Charles Baudelaire
Spleen
I'm like the king of a rain-country, richbut sterile, young but with an old wolf's itch,one who escapes Fénelon's apologues,and kills the day in..
©  Charles Baudelaire
The Possessed
The sun in crepe has muffled up his fire.Moon of my life! Half shade yourself like him.Slumber or smoke. Be silent and be dim,And in the gulf of..
©  Charles Baudelaire
The Sick Muse
My impoverished muse, alas! What have you for me this morning?Your empty eyes are stocked with nocturnal visions,In your cheek's cold and taciturn..
©  Charles Baudelaire