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The Owls The Owls

The Owls
'Neath their black yews in solemn state The owls are sitting in a row Like foreign gods; and even so Blink their red eyes; they meditate. Quite motionless they hold them thus Until at last the day is done, And driving down the slanting sun, The sad night is victorious. They teach the wise who gives them ear... Poems - Post by : export - Date : November 2011 - Author : Charles Baudelaire - Read : 2148

Cats (the Lover And The Stern Philosopher) Cats (the Lover And The Stern Philosopher)

Cats (the Lover And The Stern Philosopher)
The lover and the stern philosopher Both love, in their ripe time, the confident Soft cats, the house's chiefest ornament, Who like themselves are cold and seldom stir. Of knowledge and of pleasure amorous, Silence they seek and Darkness' fell domain; Had not their proud souls scorned to brook his rein, They would have made grim steeds for Erebus. Pensive they... Poems - Post by : ytsiang - Date : November 2011 - Author : Charles Baudelaire - Read : 1484

Music Music

Music
Oft Music, as it were some moving mighty sea, Bears me towards my pale Star: in clear space, or 'neath a vaporous canopy On-floating, I set sail. With heaving chest which strains forward, and lungs outblown, I climb the ridgèd steeps Of those high-pilèd clouds which 'thwart the night are thrown, Veiling its starry deeps. I suffer all the throes, within... Poems - Post by : kokopoko - Date : November 2011 - Author : Charles Baudelaire - Read : 850

To Theodore De Banville To Theodore De Banville

To Theodore De Banville
1842 So proud your port, your arm so powerful, With such a grip you grip the goddess' hair, That one might take you, from your casual air, For a young ruffian flinging down his trull. Your clear eye flashing with precocity, You have displayed yourself proud architect Of fabrics so audaciously correct That we may guess what your ripe prime will... Poems - Post by : Paul_Knapp - Date : November 2011 - Author : Charles Baudelaire - Read : 831

The Offended Moon The Offended Moon

The Offended Moon
O moon, O lamp of hill and secret dale! Thou whom our fathers, ages out of mind, Worshipped in thy blue heaven, whilst behind Thy stars streamed after thee a glittering trail, Dost see the poet, weary-eyed and pale, Or lovers on their happy beds reclined, Showing white teeth in sleep, or vipers twined, 'Neath the dry sward; or in a golden veil... Poems - Post by : incomefix - Date : November 2011 - Author : Charles Baudelaire - Read : 888

The Cracked Bell The Cracked Bell

The Cracked Bell
'Tis bitter-sweet, when winter nights are long, To watch, beside the flames which smoke and twist, The distant memories which slowly throng, Brought by the chime soft-singing through the mist. Happy the sturdy, vigorous-throated bell Who, spite of age alert and confident, Cries hourly, like some strong old sentinel Flinging the ready challenge from his tent. For me, my soul is... Poems - Post by : slayer - Date : November 2011 - Author : Charles Baudelaire - Read : 2743

A Voyage To Cythera A Voyage To Cythera

A Voyage To Cythera
My heart was like a bird and took to flight, Around the rigging circling joyously; The ship rolled on beneath a cloudless sky Like a great angel drunken with the light. "What is yon isle, sad and funereal?" "Cythera famed in deathless song," said they, "The gay old bachelors' Eldorado-Nay, Look! 'tis a poor bare country after all!" Isle of sweet... Poems - Post by : betty17 - Date : November 2011 - Author : Charles Baudelaire - Read : 2954

Spleen Spleen

Spleen
When the low heavy sky weighs like a lid Upon the spirit aching for the light And all the wide horizon's line is hid By a black day sadder than any night; When the changed earth is but a dungeon dank Where batlike Hope goes blindly fluttering And, striking wall and roof and mouldered plank, Bruises his tender head and timid wing;... Poems - Post by : apexpac - Date : November 2011 - Author : Charles Baudelaire - Read : 1471

The Alchemy Of Grief The Alchemy Of Grief

The Alchemy Of Grief
One, Nature! burns and makes thee bright, One gives thee weeds to mourn withal; And what to one is burial Is to the other life and light. The unknown Hermes who assists And alway fills my heart with fear Makes me the mighty Midas' peer The saddest of the alchemists. Through him I make gold changeable To... Poems - Post by : Polarbears - Date : November 2011 - Author : Charles Baudelaire - Read : 3177

Tout Entiere Tout Entiere

Tout Entiere
This morning in my attic high The Demon came to visit me, And seeking faults in my reply, He said: "I would inquire of thee, "Of all the beauties which compose Her charming body's potent spell, Of all the objects black and rose Which make the thing you love so well, "Which is the sweetest?" O my soul!... Poems - Post by : rhodan - Date : November 2011 - Author : Charles Baudelaire - Read : 3195

The Voyage The Voyage

The Voyage
The world is equal to the child's desire Who plays with pictures by his nursery fire-- How vast the world by lamplight seems! How small When memory's eyes look back, remembering all!-- One morning we set forth with thoughts aflame, Or heart o'erladen with desire or shame; And cradle, to the song of surge and breeze, Our own infinity on the finite seas. Some flee the memory of their childhood's home; And others flee... Poems - Post by : andrewtan94 - Date : November 2011 - Author : Charles Baudelaire - Read : 3001

A Landscape A Landscape

A Landscape
I would, when I compose my solemn verse, Sleep near the heaven as do astrologers, Near the high bells, and with a dreaming mind Hear their calm hymns blown to me on the wind. Out of my tower, with chin upon my hands, I'll watch the singing, babbling human bands; And see clock-towers like spars against the sky, And heavens that bring thoughts of eternity; And softly, through the mist, will watch the birth... Poems - Post by : nabil - Date : November 2011 - Author : Charles Baudelaire - Read : 3095

Robed In A Silken Robe Robed In A Silken Robe

Robed In A Silken Robe
Robed in a silken robe that shines and shakes, She seems to dance whene'er she treads the sod, Like the long serpent that a fakir makes Dance to the waving cadence of a rod. As the sad sand upon the desert's verge, Insensible to mortal grief and strife; As the long weeds that float among the surge, She folds indifference round her budding life. Her eyes are carved of... Poems - Post by : homebizfanatic - Date : November 2011 - Author : Charles Baudelaire - Read : 1076

FranciscÆ MeÆ Laudes FranciscÆ MeÆ Laudes

FranciscÆ MeÆ Laudes
Novis te cantabo chordis, O novelletum quod ludia In solitudine cordis. Esto sertis implicata, O fœmina delicata Per quam solvuntur peccata Sicut beneficum Lethe, Hauriam oscula de te, Quæ imbuta es magnete. Quum vitiorum tempestas Turbabat omnes semitas, Apparuisti, Deitas, Velut stella salutaris In naufragiis amaris.... Suspendam cor tuis aris! Piscina plena virtutis,... Poems - Post by : sirius - Date : November 2011 - Author : Charles Baudelaire - Read : 2855

The Gypsies Travelling The Gypsies Travelling

The Gypsies Travelling
The tribe prophetic with the eyes of fire Went forth last night; their little ones at rest Each on his mother's back, with his desire Set on the ready treasure of her breast. Laden with shining arms the men-folk tread By the long wagons where their goods lie hidden; They watch the heaven with eyes grown wearied Of hopeless dreams that come to them unbidden. The grasshopper, from out his sandy screen, Watching them... Poems - Post by : meteora - Date : November 2011 - Author : Charles Baudelaire - Read : 2752

The Death Of Lovers The Death Of Lovers

The Death Of Lovers
There shall be couches whence faint odours rise, Divans like sepulchres, deep and profound; Strange flowers that bloomed beneath diviner skies The death-bed of our love shall breathe around. And guarding their last embers till the end, Our hearts shall be the torches of the shrine, And their two leaping flames shall fade and blend In the twin mirrors of your soul and mine. And through the eve of... Poems - Post by : Marie_Montard - Date : November 2011 - Author : Charles Baudelaire - Read : 3403

The Soul Of Wine The Soul Of Wine

The Soul Of Wine
One eve in the bottle sang the soul of wine: "Man, unto thee, dear disinherited, I sing a song of love and light divine-- Prisoned in glass beneath my seals of red. "I know thou labourest on the hill of fire, In sweat and pain beneath a flaming sun, To give the life and soul my vines desire, And I am grateful for thy labours done. "For I find... Poems - Post by : samba - Date : November 2011 - Author : Charles Baudelaire - Read : 2831

La Beatrice La Beatrice

La Beatrice
In a burnt, ashen land no herb grew, I to the winds my cries of anguish threw; And in my thoughts, in that sad place apart, Pricked gently with the poignard o'er my heart. Then in full noon above my head a cloud Descended tempest-swollen, and a crowd Of wild, lascivious spirits huddled there, The cruel and curious demons of the air, Who coldly to consider me began; Then, as a crowd jeers... Poems - Post by : opal1895 - Date : November 2011 - Author : Charles Baudelaire - Read : 3309

The Accursed The Accursed

The Accursed
Like pensive herds at rest upon the sands, These to the sea-horizons turn their eyes; Out of their folded feet and clinging hands Bitter sharp tremblings and soft languors rise. Some tread the thicket by the babbling stream, Their hearts with untold secrets ill at ease; Calling the lover of their childhood's dream, They wound the green bark of the shooting trees. Others like sisters wander, grave and slow,... Poems - Post by : freelanceguru - Date : November 2011 - Author : Charles Baudelaire - Read : 575

An Allegory An Allegory

An Allegory
Here is a woman, richly clad and fair, Who in her wine dips her long, heavy hair; Love's claws, and that sharp poison which is sin, Are dulled against the granite of her skin. Death she defies, Debauch she smiles upon, For their sharp scythe-like talons every one Pass by her in their all-destructive play; Leaving her beauty till a later day. Goddess she walks; sultana in her leisure; She has Mohammed's faith that... Poems - Post by : Maayan - Date : November 2011 - Author : Charles Baudelaire - Read : 2747