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|title=[[The Flowers of Evil]] | |||
|author=Charles Baudelaire | |||
|section=Harmony of Evening | |||
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:languorous dizziness, Melancholy dancing! | :languorous dizziness, Melancholy dancing! | ||
:Each flower sheds its fragrance like a censer: | :Each flower sheds its fragrance like a censer: | ||
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:the sky is lovely, sad like a huge altar. | :the sky is lovely, sad like a huge altar. | ||
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:the sun is drowned, in its own blood congealing. | :the sun is drowned, in its own blood congealing. | ||
:A heart, hating the vast black void, so tender: | :A heart, hating the vast black void, so tender: | ||
Revision as of 11:31, 21 June 2007
| The Flowers of Evil Harmony of Evening written by Charles Baudelaire |
| Translation A. S. Kline |
- Now those days arrive when, stem throbbing,
- each flower sheds its fragrance like a censer:
- sounds and scents twine in the evening air:
- languorous dizziness, Melancholy dancing!
- Each flower sheds its fragrance like a censer:
- the violin quivers, a heart that’s suffering:
- languorous dizziness, Melancholy dancing!
- the sky is lovely, sad like a huge altar.
- The violin quivers, a heart that’s suffering:
- a heart, hating the vast black void, so tender!
- the sky is lovely, sad like a huge altar:
- the sun is drowned, in its own blood congealing.
- A heart, hating the vast black void, so tender:
- each trace of the luminous past it’s gathering!
- The sun is drowned, in its own blood congealing…
- A vessel of the host, your memory shines there.