Author: Charles Baudelaire

Nature is a temple where the living pillars Let go sometimes a blurred speech- A Forest of symbols passes through […]

AN we suppress the old Remorse Who bends our heart beneath his stroke, Who feeds, as worms feed on the […]

Morne esprit, autrefois amoureux de la lutte, L’Espoir, dont l’éperon attisait ton ardeur, Ne veut plus t’enfourcher! Couche-toi sans pudeur, […]

Quand le ciel bas et lourd pèse comme un couvercle Sur l’esprit gémissant en proie aux longs ennuis, Et que […]

O SWARMING city, city full of dreams, Where in a full day the spectre walks and speaks; Mighty colossus, in […]

YOU are a sky of autumn, pale and rose; But all the sea of sadness in my blood Surges, and […]

Rappelez-vous l’objet que nous vîmes, mon âme, Ce beau matin d’été si doux : Au détour d’un sentier une charogne […]

On the great walls of ancient cloisters were nailed Murals displaying Truth the saint, Whose effect, reheating the pious entrails […]

WHITE maiden with the russet hair, Whose garments, through their holes, declare That poverty is part of you, And beauty […]

THEY say to me, thy clear and crystal eyes: “Why dost thou love me so, strange lover mine?” Be sweet, […]

WHEN with closed eyes in autumn’s eves of gold I breathe the burning odours of your breast, Before my eyes […]

Reubens, river of forgetfulness, garden of sloth, Pillow of wet flesh that one cannot love, But where life throngs and […]

MUSIC doth uplift me like a sea Towards my planet pale, Then through dark fogs or heaven’s infinity I lift […]

Above the ponds, beyond the valleys, The woods, the mountains, the clouds, the seas, Farther than the sun, the distant […]

ANDROMACHE, I think of you! The stream, The poor, sad mirror where in bygone days Shone all the majesty of […]

O muse of my heart, lover of palaces, Will you bring, when January lets loose its sleet And its black […]

WHERE’ER he be, on water or on land, Under pale suns or climes that flames enfold; One of Christ’s own, […]

THEY pass before me, these Eyes full of light, Eyes made magnetic by some angel wise; The holy brothers pass […]

To bear a weight that cannot be borne, Sisyphus, even you aren’t that strong, Although your heart cannot be torn […]

WHEN Juan sought the subterranean flood, And paid his obolus on the Stygian shore, Charon, the proud and sombre beggar, […]