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Charles Baudelaire

Charles Baudelaire

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United Kingdom (Great Britain)

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It is not given to every man to take a bath of multitude; enjoying a crowd is an art; and only he can relish a debauch of vitality at the expense of the human species, on whom, in his cradle, a fairy has bestowed the love of masks and masquerading, the hate of home, and the passion for roaming
Multitude, solitude: identical terms, and interchangeable by the active and fertile poet
The man who is unable to people his solitude is equally unable to be alone in a bustling crowd
The poet enjoys the incomparable privilege of being able to be himself of someone else, as he chooses
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La Nature est un temple où de vivants
Laissent parfois sortir de confuses paroles;
L'homme y passe à travers des forêts de
Qui l'observent avec des regards familiers
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Always be drunk
That's it
The great imperative
In order not to feel Time's horrid fardel bruise your shoulders, grinding you into the earth,
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(The speaker addresses himself)Lighten up, you bitch, stop being so bitter
You lobbied for night
It falls
Right here
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Have patience,
O my sorrow, and be still
You asked for night: it falls: it is here
A shadowy atmosphere enshrouds the hill,to some men bringing peace, to others care
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-Qui aimes-tu le mieux, homme énigmatique, dis
ton père,  ta mère, ta s«ur ou ton frère
—Je n’ai ni père, ni mère, ni s«ur, ni frère
—Tes amis
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Is it not pleasant, now we are tired,and tarnished, like other men, to search for those firesin the furthest East, where, again, we might seemorning’s new dawn, and, in mad history,hear the echoes, that vanish behind us, the sighsof the young loves,
God gives, at the start of our lives
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