War
When a child,certain skies sharpened my vision:all their characters were reflected in my face.
The Phenomena were roused.—At present,the eternal inflection of momentsand the infinity of mathematicsdrives me through this world whereI meet with every civil honor,respected by strange childrenand prodigious affections.— I dream of a Warof right and of might, of unlooked-for logic.
It is as simple as a musical phrase.
Original
Enfant, certains ciels ont affiné mon optique : tous les caractères nuancèrent ma physionomie.
Les Phénomènes s'émurent. - À présent, l'inflexion éternelle des moments et l'infini des mathématiques me chassent par ce monde où je subis tous les succès civils, respecté de l'enfance étrange et des affections énormes. - Je songe à une Guerre de droit ou de force, de logique bien imprévue.
C'est aussi simple qu'une phrase musicale.
Arthur Rimbaud
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