Avec Ses Vêtements Ondoyants Et Nacrés (With Waving Opalescense In Her Gown) By Charles Baudelaire

Avec Ses Vêtements Ondoyants Et Nacrés (With Waving Opalescense In Her Gown) Avec ses vêtements ondoyants et nacrés, Même quand elle marche on croirait qu’elle…

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The Sick Muse By 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…

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Sonnet Of Autumn By Charles Baudelaire

Sonnet Of Autumn HEY say to me, thy clear and crystal eyes: ‘Why dost thou love me so, strange lover mine?’ Be sweet, be still!…

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Le Vampire (The Vampire) By Charles Baudelaire

Le Vampire (The Vampire) Toi qui, comme un coup de couteau, Dans mon coeur plaintif es entrée; Toi qui, forte comme un troupeau De démons,…

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Invitation To The Voyage By Charles Baudelaire

Invitation To The Voyage Imagine, ma petite, Dear sister mine, how sweet Were we to go and take our pleasure Leisurely, you and I— To…

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Un Fantôme (A Phantom) By Charles Baudelaire

Un Fantôme (A Phantom) I Les Ténèbres Dans les caveaux d’insondable tristesse Où le Destin m’a déjà relégué; Où jamais n’entre un rayon rose et…

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The Litanies Of Satan By Charles Baudelaire

The Litanies Of Satan O you, the most knowing, and loveliest of Angels, a god fate betrayed, deprived of praises, O Satan, take pity on…

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Obsession By Charles Baudelaire

Obsession Grands bois, vous m’effrayez comme des cathédrales; Vous hurlez comme l’orgue; et dans nos coeurs maudits, Chambres d’éternel deuil où vibrent de vieux râles,…

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Le Guignon (Ill-Starred) By Charles Baudelaire

Le Guignon (Ill-Starred) Pour soulever un poids si lourd, Sisyphe, il faudrait ton courage! Bien qu’on ait du coeur à l’ouvrage, L’Art est long et…

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Franciscae Meae Laudes (Praises Of My Francesca) By Charles Baudelaire

Franciscae Meae Laudes (Praises Of My Francesca) Novis te cantabo chordis, O novelletum quod ludis In solitudine cordis. Esto sertis implicata, Ô femina delicata Per…

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Chant D’Automne (Song Of Autumn) By Charles Baudelaire

Chant D’Automne (Song Of Autumn) I Bientôt nous plongerons dans les froides ténèbres; Adieu, vive clarté de nos étés trop courts! J’entends déjà tomber avec…

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TO A BROWN BEGGAR-MAID By Charles Baudelaire

TO A BROWN BEGGAR-MAID WHITE maiden with the russet hair, Whose garments, through their holes, declare That poverty is part of you, And beauty too….

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The Blessing By 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,…

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L’Idéal (The Ideal) By Charles Baudelaire

L’Idéal (The Ideal) Ce ne seront jamais ces beautés de vignettes, Produits avariés, nés d’un siècle vaurien, Ces pieds à brodequins, ces doigts à castagnettes,…

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La Pipe (The Pipe) By Charles Baudelaire

La Pipe (The Pipe) Je suis la pipe d’un auteur; On voit, à contempler ma mine D’Abyssinienne ou de Cafrine, Que mon maître est un…

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Autumn By Charles Baudelaire

Autumn Soon we will plunge ourselves into cold shadows, And all of summer’s stunning afternoons will be gone. I already hear the dead thuds of…

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The Sadness Of The Moon By Charles Baudelaire

The Sadness Of The Moon THE Moon more indolently dreams to-night Than a fair woman on her couch at rest, Caressing, with a hand distraught…

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Sisina By Charles Baudelaire

Sisina Imaginez Diane en galant équipage, Parcourant les forêts ou battant les halliers, Cheveux et gorge au vent, s’enivrant de tapage, Superbe et défiant les…

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Le Tonneau De La Haine (The Cask Of Hate) By Charles Baudelaire

Le Tonneau De La Haine (The Cask Of Hate) La Haine est le tonneau des pâles Danaïdes; La Vengeance éperdue aux bras rouges et forts…

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J’Aime Le Souvenir De Ces Époques Nues (I Love The Naked Ages Long Ago) By Charles Baudelaire

J’Aime Le Souvenir De Ces Époques Nues (I Love The Naked Ages Long Ago) J’aime le souvenir de ces époques nues, Dont Phoebus se plaisait…

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Correspondences By Charles Baudelaire

Correspondences Nature is a temple whose living colonnades Breathe forth a mystic speech in fitful sighs; Man wanders among symbols in those glades Where all…

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Tu Mettrais L’Univers Entier Dans Ta Ruelle (You Would Take The Whole World To Bed With You) By Charles Baudelaire

Tu Mettrais L’Univers Entier Dans Ta Ruelle (You Would Take The Whole World To Bed With You) Tu mettrais l’univers entier dans ta ruelle, Femme…

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The Irreparable By Charles Baudelaire

The Irreparable Can we stifle the old, long-lived Remorse, that lives, writhes, heaves, feeds on us, like a worm on a corpse, like oak-gall on…

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N’Est Ce Pas Qu’Il Est Doux-In (Is It Not Pleasant) By Charles Baudelaire

N’Est Ce Pas Qu’Il Est Doux-In (Is It Not Pleasant) Is it not pleasant, now we are tired, and tarnished, like other men, to search…

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Le Flacon (The Perfume Flask) By Charles Baudelaire

Le Flacon (The Perfume Flask) II est de forts parfums pour qui toute matière Est poreuse. On dirait qu’ils pénètrent le verre. En ouvrant un…

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For Madame Sabatier By Charles Baudelaire

For Madame Sabatier What will you say tonight, poor soul in solitude, what will you say my heart, withered till now, to the so beautiful,…

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Composure By Charles Baudelaire

Composure (The speaker addresses himself) Lighten up, you bitch, stop being so bitter. You lobbied for night. It falls. Right here. The air, a haziness,…

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To A Woman Of Malabar By Charles Baudelaire

To A Woman Of Malabar Your feet are as slender as hands, your hips, to me, wide enough for the sweetest white girl’s envy: to…

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The Balcony By 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,…

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L’Horloge (The Clock) By Charles Baudelaire

L’Horloge (The Clock) Horloge! dieu sinistre, effrayant, impassible, Dont le doigt nous menace et nous dit: «Souviens-toi! Les vibrantes Douleurs dans ton coeur plein d’effroi…

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La Muse Malade (The Sick Muse) By Charles Baudelaire

La Muse Malade (The Sick Muse) Ma pauvre muse, hélas! qu’as-tu donc ce matin? Tes yeux creux sont peuplés de visions nocturnes, Et je vois…

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At One O’Clock In The Morning By Charles Baudelaire

At One O’Clock In The Morning Alone, at last! Not a sound to be heard but the rumbling of some belated and decrepit cabs. For…

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The Ransom By Charles Baudelaire

The Ransom Man, with which to pay his ransom, has two fields of deep rich earth, which he must dig and bring to birth, with…

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Sed Non Satiata (Unslakeable Lust) By Charles Baudelaire

Sed Non Satiata (Unslakeable Lust) Bizarre déité, brune comme les nuits, Au parfum mélangé de musc et de havane, Oeuvre de quelque obi, le Faust…

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Le Revenant (The Ghost) By Charles Baudelaire

Le Revenant (The Ghost) Comme les anges à l’oeil fauve, Je reviendrai dans ton alcôve Et vers toi glisserai sans bruit Avec les ombres de…

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Incompatibility By Charles Baudelaire

Incompatibility Higher there, higher, far from the ways, from the farms and the valleys, beyond the trees, beyond the hills and the grasses’ haze, far…

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Destruction By Charles Baudelaire

Destruction At my side the Demon writhes forever, Swimming around me like impalpable air; As I breathe, he burns my lungs like fever And fills…

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Une Nuit Que J’Étais Près D’Une Affreuse Juive (On Night I Lay With A Frightful Jewess) By Charles Baudelaire

Une Nuit Que J’Étais Près D’Une Affreuse Juive (On Night I Lay With A Frightful Jewess) Une nuit que j’étais près d’une affreuse Juive, Comme…

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The Game By Charles Baudelaire

The Game Old courtesans in washed-out armchairs, pale, eyebrows blacked, eyes ‘tender’, ‘fatal’, simpering still, and from their skinny ears loosing their waterfalls of stone…

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Ne chante qu’aux rayons du soleil qui se couche. By Charles Baudelaire

Ne chante qu’aux rayons du soleil qui se couche. ———————————- ————————————————- Spleen I have more memories than if I’d lived a thousand years. A heavy…

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Le Chat (The Cat) By Charles Baudelaire

Le Chat (The Cat) Viens, mon beau chat, sur mon coeur amoureux; Retiens les griffes de ta patte, Et laisse-moi plonger dans tes beaux yeux,…

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Femmes Damnées By Charles Baudelaire

Femmes Damnées Like pensive cattle, lying on the sands, they turn their eyes towards the sea’s far hills, and, feet searching each other’s, touching hands,…

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Bertha’s Eyes By Charles Baudelaire

Bertha’s Eyes You can scorn more illustrious eyes, sweet eyes of my child, through which there takes flight something as good or as tender as…

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The Warner By Charles Baudelaire

The Warner Every man worth the name has a yellow snake in his soul, seated as on a throne, saying if he cries: ‘I want…

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The Bad Monk By Charles Baudelaire

The Bad Monk On the great walls of ancient cloisters were nailed Murals displaying Truth the saint, Whose effect, reheating the pious entrails Brought to…

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L’Homme Et La Mer (Man And The Sea) By Charles Baudelaire

L’Homme Et La Mer (Man And The Sea) Homme libre, toujours tu chériras la mer! La mer est ton miroir; tu contemples ton âme Dans…

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La Géante (The Giantess) By Charles Baudelaire

La Géante (The Giantess) Du temps que la Nature en sa verve puissante Concevait chaque jour des enfants monstrueux, J’eusse aimé vivre auprès d’une jeune…

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Beacons By Charles Baudelaire

Beacons Reubens, river of forgetfulness, garden of sloth, Pillow of wet flesh that one cannot love, But where life throngs and seethes without cease Like…

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The Possessed By 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…

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Réversibilité (Reversability) By Charles Baudelaire

Réversibilité (Reversability) Ange plein de gaieté, connaissez-vous l’angoisse, La honte, les remords, les sanglots, les ennuis, Et les vagues terreurs de ces affreuses nuits Qui…

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Le Possédé (The Possessed) By Charles Baudelaire

Le Possédé (The Possessed) Le soleil s’est couvert d’un crêpe. Comme lui, Ô Lune de ma vie! emmitoufle-toi d’ombre Dors ou fume à ton gré;…

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Ill-Starred By Charles Baudelaire

Ill-Starred To bear a weight that cannot be borne, Sisyphus, even you aren’t that strong, Although your heart cannot be torn Time is short and…

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Confession By Charles Baudelaire

Confession Une fois, une seule, aimable et douce femme, À mon bras votre bras poli S’appuya (sur le fond ténébreux de mon âme Ce souvenir…

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Tristesses De La Lune (Sorrows Of The Moon) By Charles Baudelaire

Tristesses De La Lune (Sorrows Of The Moon) Ce soir, la lune rêve avec plus de paresse; Ainsi qu’une beauté, sur de nombreux coussins, Qui…

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The Fountain Of Blood By Charles Baudelaire

The Fountain Of Blood A fountain’s pulsing sobs–like this my blood Measures its flowing, so it sometimes seems. I hear a gentle murmur as it…

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My Earlier Life By 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…

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Le Balcon (The Balcony) By Charles Baudelaire

Le Balcon (The Balcony) Le Balcon Mère des souvenirs, maîtresse des maîtresses, Ô toi, tous mes plaisirs! ô toi, tous mes devoirs! Tu te rappelleras…

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Far Away From Here By Charles Baudelaire

Far Away From Here This is the sanctuary where the prettified young lady, calm, and always ready, fans her breasts, aglow, elbow on the pillow,…

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Bohémiens En Voyage (Gypsies On The Road) By Charles Baudelaire

Bohémiens En Voyage (Gypsies On The Road) La tribu prophétique aux prunelles ardentes Hier s’est mise en route, emportant ses petits Sur son dos, ou…

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The Void By Charles Baudelaire

The Void Pascal had his Void that went with him day and night. – Alas! It’s all Abyss, – action, longing, dream, the Word! And…

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