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Read the poem: “Music”

by Charles Baudelaire

Extract of The Flowers of Evil

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Music


Launch me, O music, whither on the soundless
Sea my star gleams pale!
I beneath cloudy cope or rapt in boundless
Æther set my sail;

With breast outblown, swollen by the wind that urges
Swelling sheets, I scale
The summit of the wave whose vexed surges
Night from me doth veil;

A labouring vessel’s passions in my pulses
Thrill the shuddering sense;
The wind that wafts, the tempest that convulses,
O’er the gulf immense
Swing me.—Anon flat calm and clearer air
Glass my soul’s despair!
LA MUSIQUE.


Translated by W. J. Robertson



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