Arthur Rimbaud

Arthur Rimbaud

3 карма
United Kingdom (Great Britain)

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I am an ephemeral and a not too discontented citizen of a metropolis considered modern because all known taste has been evaded in the furnishings and the exterior of the houses as well as in the layout of the city
Here you will fail to detect the least trace of any monument of superstition
Morals and language are reduced to their simplest expression,at last
The way these millions of people, who do not even need to know each other, manage their education, business, and old age is so identical that the course of their lives must be several times less long than that which a mad statisticscalculates for the people of the continent
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Blackcurrant river rolls unknown in strange valleys; the voices of a hundred rooks go with it, the true benevolent voice of angles: with the wide movements of the fir woods when several winds sweep down
Everything flows with [the] horrible mysteries of ancient landscapes; of strongholds visited, of large estates: it is along these banks that you can hear the dead passions of errant knights: but how the wind is wholesome
Let the traveler look through these clerestories: he will journey on more bravely
Forest soldiers whom the Lord sends, dear delightful rooks
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For Helen, in the virgin shadows and the impassive radiance in astral silence, ornamental saps conspired
Summer's ardour was confided to silent birds and due indolence to a priceless mourning boat through gulfs of dead loves and fallen perfumes
-After the moment of the woods women's song to the rumble of the torrent in the ruin of the wood, of the tinkle of the cowbells to the echo of the vales, and the cries of the steppes
- For Helen's childhood, furs and shadows trembled, and the breast of the poor and the legends of heaven
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The pigeons which flutter in the meadow, the game which runs and sees in the dark, the water animals, the animal enslaved, the last butterflies
also are thirsty
But to dissolve where that wandering cloud is dissolving - Oh
Favoured by what is fresh
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I have kissed the summer dawn
Before the palaces, nothing moved
The water lay dead
Battalions of shadows still kept the forest road
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As soon as the idea of the Deluge had subsided,
A hare stopped in the clover and swaying flowerbells, and said a prayer to the rainbow, through the spider's web
Oh
the precious stones that began to hide,-- and the flowers that already looked around
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"The flag goes with the foul landscape, and our jargon muffles the drum
" In the great centers we'll nurture the most cynical prostitution
We'll massacre logical revolts
In spicy and drenched lands
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