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Charles Baudelaire

Flowers of Evil

  • focodanielhas quoted6 years ago
    To be the degradation of my jaded mate,
    And since I cannot like a love-leaf wantonly
    Consign this stunted monster to the glowing grate,"
    "I'll cause thine overwhelming hatred to rebound
    Upon the cursed tool of thy most wicked spite.
    Forsooth, the branches of this wretched tree I'll wound
    And rob its pestilential blossoms of their might!"
    So thus, she giveth vent unto her foaming ire,
    And knowing not the changeless statutes of all times,
    Herself, amid the flames of hell, prepares the pyre;
    The consecrated penance of maternal crimes.
    Yet 'fieath th' invisible shelter of an Angel's wing
    This sunlight-loving infant disinherited,
    Exhales from all he eats and drinks, and everything
    The ever sweet ambrosia and the nectar red.
  • CrushedUnderAStackOfBookshas quoted13 days ago
    My childhood was nought but a ravaging storm,
    Enlivened at times by a brilliant sun;
    The rain and the winds wrought such havoc and harm
    That of buds on my plot there remains hardly one.

    Behold now the Fall of ideas I have reached,
    And the shovel and rake one must therefore resume,
    In collecting the turf, inundated and breached,
    Where the waters dug trenches as deep as a tomb.

    And yet these new blossoms, for which I craved,
    Will they find in this earth like a shore that is laved
    The mystical fuel which vigour imparts?

    Oh misery! Time devours our lives,
    And the enemy black, which consumeth our hearts
    On the blood of our bodies, increases and thrives!
  • CrushedUnderAStackOfBookshas quoted13 days ago
    My soul is a tomb where bad monk that I be
    I dwell and search its depths from all eternity,
  • CrushedUnderAStackOfBookshas quoted13 days ago
    "For it shall be engendered from the purest fire
    Of rays primeval, from the holy hearth amassed,
    Of which the eyes of Mortals, in their sheen entire,
    Are but the tarnished mirrors, sad and overcast!"
  • CrushedUnderAStackOfBookshas quoted13 days ago
    "Oh blest be thou, Almighty who bestowest pain,
    Like some divine redress for our infirmities,
    And like the most refreshing and the purest rain,
    To sanctify the strong, for saintly ecstasies."
  • Liza Vasilievahas quotedlast year
    lucid spirit veil

    прозрачная духовная завеса

  • Liza Vasilievahas quotedlast year
    Endeavour hard some grievance from his heart to tear
  • Liza Vasilievahas quotedlast year
    hideous Child of Doom

    отвратительное дитя Рока

  • ♠️V♠️has quoted3 years ago
    An AEschylus dream transposed from the South

    Or thee, oh great "Night" of Michael-Angelo born,
    Who so calmly thy limbs in strange posture hath drawn,
    Whose allurements are framed for a Titan's mouth.
  • ♠️V♠️has quoted3 years ago
    A flower to resemble my scarlet ideal.

    Since, what for this fathomless heart I require
    Is Lady Macbeth you! in crime so dire;
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