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TRANSLATIONS FROM BAUDELAIRE 5I Who knowest all, of under earth the king, Familiar healer of man’s suffering ! O Satan, have pity of my long misery ! Who to the leper, even the cursed pariah, Hast taught by love the taste of heavenly fire ! O Satan, have pity of my long misery ! Thou who on Death, thine old and strong leman, Begottest Hope—a charming madwoman ! O Satan, have pity of my long misery ! Who knowest in which caves of envious lands God has hid precious stones with jealous hands ! O Satan, have pity of my long misery ! Thou whose clea…
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…ROM BAUDELAIRE Who taught frail man, to make his suffering lighter, Consoling, to mix sulphur with salt nitre ! O Satan, have pity of my long misery ! O subtle complice, who as blatant Beast Brandest vile Crœsus, him that pities least ! O Satan, have pity of my long misery ! Who in girls’ eyes and hearts implantest deep Lust for the wound, the twain that wound bids weep ! O Satan, have pity of my long misery ! Staff of the exiled, the inventor’s spark, Confessor of hanged men and plotters dark ! O Satan, have pity of my long misery ! Adopted si…
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…ord ! THE LITANY OF SATAN O thou, of Angels fairest and most wise, God by Fate’s treachery shorn of liturgies ! O Satan, have pity of my long misery ! O Prince of Exile, Sufferer of wrong, Whose vengeance, conquered, rises triply strong ! O Satan, have pity of my long misery !
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…e is fuller in thine adoration. Thine image holds its god-appointed station. Lycian, listen ! My prayers more eloquent than olden chants Long since grown dumb on the soft forgetful airs— My lips are loud to herald thee : my prayers Keener to follow. I do aspire, as thy long sunbeam slants Upon my crown ; I do aspire to thee As no man yet—I am in ecstasy ! Hear me, Apollo ! My chant wakes elemental flakes of light Flashing along the sandal-footed floor. All listening spirits answer and adore Thee, the amazing ! I follow to the eagle-baffling sig…
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…elled sword ; the tingling waves absorb Into their lustre as they move the light of all the sky. I am so faint for utter love I sigh and long to die. Far on the misty ocean’s verge flares out the Southern Cross, And the long billows on the marge of coral idly toss, This night of nights ! The stars disdain a lustre dusk or dim. Twin love-birds on the land complain, a wistful happy hymn. I turn my face toward the main : I laugh and dive and swim. Now fronts me foaming all the light of surf-bound waters pent ; Now from the black breast of the nigh…
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THE HILLS I73 So, vague as a ghost swift faded, Steals dawn, and so sunset may see How her long long locks deep-braided Fall down to her breast and her knee. So night and so sunrise discover No light and no darkness to heed. Night is above her, and brings her no lover ; And day, but no deed. Such a sense is up and within me, A tongue as of mystical fire ! Love, beauty, and holiness win me To the end of the great desire, Where I cease from the thirst and the labour, As the land that no ploughman tills Lest the robber his neighbour unloosen the s…
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…nd with a shudder I flung the door to. Mind And body sank a huddled wreck behind. Nought stirred. Draws hither the grim doom of Fate ? A long, long, while. Now—in the central core Of my own room what accents of keen hate Triumphant malice, mockery satiate, Rings in the voice above the storm’s wild roar ? It cries “ Open the door ! Open the door ! ”
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…ain From the sweet scarlet threat I thought was sin. I cannot sin ! Alas, one sin were sweet ! But sin is living—and we cannot meet ! So long ago, so miserably long ! I was a maiden—oh how rich and rare Seemed the soft sunshine woven in my hair ! How keen the music of my body’s song ! How white the blossom of my body’s light ! How red the lips, how languorous the eyes, How made for pleasure, for the sleepy sighs Softer than sleep ; amorous dew-dreams of night
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…a ghost in drapery. The solemn dusk descending creeps around us from the East ; Clouded as with the ungainly head of a mysterious beast. Long wisps of darkness (even as fingers) reach and hold The sobbing West toward them, clasp the barred Hesperian gold. 79
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…ing through day towards night, Craving the perfumed light Of the stars lustrous, and the gem-born moon. Dewy with clustered diamond, The long land swoons to sleep ; the sea sleeps and yet wakes beyond. Here, in the crescent beach and bay, the sea, Curven and carven in warm shapes of dream, Answers the love-song of the lilied stream, And moves to bridal music. Stern and free, I05
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…houghts aye fixed on Law, the fame of that con-centred shall endure. By Earnestness, by centred thought, by self restraint, by suffering long, Let the wise man an island build against the fatal current strong. Fools follow after vanity, those men of evil wisdom’s sect ; But the wise man doth earnestness, a precious talisman, protect.
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…ught a fortalice, do thou aright Mara with wisdom’s shaft assail ! Watch him when conquered. Never cease thou from the fight. Alas ! ere long a useless log, this body on the earth will lie. Condemned of all, and void of sense and understanding’s unity. What foe may wreak on foe, or hate work on the hated from the hater, Surely an ill directed mind on us will do a mischief greater. Father and mother, kith and kin, of these can none do service kind So great to us, as to ourselves the good direction of the mind.
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… the kiss of love for evermore, Impressed its memory on the desolate Sounds at its edge ; on such a strand of tears I linger through the long forgetful years, My sin for mother, and my woe for mate. I am a soul lost utterly—forbear ! I am unworthy both of tear and prayer. The mystic slumber of my sense forlorn Stirs only now and then ; some deeper pang Reminds despair there is a sharper fang, Reminds my night of a tempestuous morn. For I am lost and lonely : in the skies I see no hope of any sun or star ; On earth there blooms no rose, no nenup…
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…ir frost overcome her ? Demand of the sun ! That uttermost death of my lady Revealed in the heart of the range Is as light in the groves long shady As peace in the halls of change. The web of the world is rended ; Stayed are the causal mills ; Time is ended ; space unextended. And end of the hills !
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…UE TO “ GREEN ALPS ” FAREWELL, my book, whose words I have not given One tithe of those fierce fires that in me dwell ! Now, after these long nights that I have striven, Farewell ! My spirit burns to know, but may not tell, Whether thy leaves, by autumn breezes driven, Fly far away beyond the immutable ; Whether thy soul shall find its home in heaven, Or dart far-flaming through the vaults of hell— To him that loveth much is much forgiven. Farewell !
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TRANSLATIONS FROM BAUDELAIRE 53 Some, hearts love-captured with long whispering, Spell out the love of timorous childhood, Where babbles in deep dell the gentle spring, And dive among the young trees of the green wood. Other, like sisters, slowly, with grave eyes, Cross the rocks filled with apparitions dim, Where Antony beheld, like lavers, rise The nude empurpled breasts that tempted him. Some, by the dying torch-light call thy name, In the dumb hollow of old pagan fanes, To succour feverish shriekings of fierce flame, O Bacchus, soother of m…
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… sweet kiss That surely could not end, though earth should end. Therefore my shut eyes blend With sleep’s own secret eyes and eyelashes, Long and deep ecstasies, Knowing as now I know—at last—how this Foreshadows my own bliss Of falling into death when life is tired. For all things desired Not one as death is so desirable, Seeing all sorrows pass, all joys endure, All lessons last. Not heaven and not hell (My spirit is grown sure) Await the lover But death’s veil draws, life’s mother to discover, Nature ; no longer mother, but a bride ! Ay ! th…
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… duly wrought Fixed in the living steel so terrible A force nor man nor devil might assail, Nay—might approach the wary warrior well, So long as he was clothed in silver mail Of purity, and iron-helmeted With ignorance of fear : so through the hail Of flowers, of cries, of looks, of white and red, Fear, hatred, envy, love—nay, self-conceit Of girls that preened itself and masqued instead
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…RE THE FOUNT OF BLOOD SOMETIMES I think my blood in waves appears, Springs as a fount with music in its tears ; I hear it trickling with long murmuring sound, But search myself in vain to find the wound. Across the city, as in closèd meres, Making the pavements isles, it disappears ; In it all creatures’ thirst relief hath found ; All nature in its scarlet hue is drowned. I have often prayed these fickle wines to weep For one day Lethe on my threatening fear— Wine makes the ear more sharp, the eye more clear. I have sought in Love forgetfulness…
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…ntom airy ! Solid and warm, short snatches of light song Issuing cheery now and then. “ Be wary ! ” Quoth the wise Earl, “ I wander very long Far from my quest, assuredly to fall Sideways each step towards the House of Wrong, “ Were but one choice demented. Choice is small Here though. (A flash of insight in his mind) Which of these three gets answer to its call ? “ Yon shallop ?—leave to Galahad ! Resigned Yon hermit to be welcome Lancelot ! For me—the inn—what fate am I to find ? “ Who cares ? Shall I seek ever—do ye wot ?— But in the outré, …