Poems by Charles Baudelaire
Le Tonneau de la Haine (The Cask of Hate)
... Whence would escape a thousand years of sweat and strain, ...
The Lid
... Freethinkers fear, the hermit sets his hope on: ...
L'Ennemi (The Enemy)
... The Enemy My youth has been nothing but a tenebrous storm, ...
Le Revenant (The Ghost)
... And fondlings like a snake's who coils Sinuous round the grave he soils ...
Le Vampire (The Vampire)
... The Vampire You that, like a daggers thrust, ...
Mist And Rain
... In this vast landscape where chill south winds play, ...
Les Bijoux (The Jewels)
... The Jewels The lovely one was naked and, knowing well my prayer, ...
To A Woman Of Malabar
... In the hot blue lands where God gave you your nature ...
The Moon, Offended
... - I see your mother, Child of this impoverished century, ...
One O'Clock in the Morning
... s to prove to myself that I am not the lowest of men, that I am not inferior to those whom I despise ...
The Death Of The Poor
... where one can eat, and sleep and sit oneself down: ...
Le Mauvais Moine (The Bad Monk)
... The Bad Monk Cloisters in former times portrayed on their high walls ...
Franciscae Meae Laudes (Praises of My Francesca)
... Your brows should be with garlands twined ...
The End of the Day
... And when, with darkling skies, the night ...
Alchimie de la douleur (The Alchemy of Sorrow)
... Bidding some dear-loved corpse farewell, ...
