Poems by Charles Baudelaire
L'Invitation au Voyage
... Là, tout n'est qu'ordre et beauté, ...
Spleen (IV)
... l'Espoir, Vaincu, pleure, et l'angoisse atroce, despotique, ...
Harmonie du Soir
... Les sons et les parfums tournent dans l'air du soir ...
Correspondences
... And the others, corrupt, rich and triumphantEnlightened by the things of infinity, ...
Au Lecteur
... C'est l'Ennui!- L'oeil chargé d'un pleur involontaire, ...
Elevation
... Toward serene and luminous fieldswincing!The one whose thoughts are like skylarks taken wing ...
The Enemy
... Where the deep grooves of water form tombs in the lees ...
Travelling Bohemians
... Cybele, who loves, adds more flower,Makes fountains out of rock and blossoms from desert ...
Beacons
... It is for mortal hearts a divine opium!It is a cry repeated by a thousand sentinels, ...
The Sick Muse
... an blood flowed around a buoy that was rhythmical, Like the numberless sounds of antique syllables, ...
Le Gout du Néant
... Le Printemps adorable a perdu son odeur!Et le Temps m'engloutit minute par minute, ...
I Love The Naked Ages Long Ago
... And all the horrors of fecundity! We have, it is true, corrupt nations, ...
Ill-Starred
... Far from any pick or drill bit, Many a flower unburdens with regret ...
Benediction
... And will throw it on the ground with contempt!"Toward the sky, where he sees a great host, ...
Beauty
... Swan-white of heart, a sphinx no mortal knows, ...
