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When you will sleep, O dusky beauty mine, Beneath remords posthume - esokhôra - à la volée monument fashioned of black marble, When you will have for bedroom and mansion Septemberly - Charlie Mingus* - Mingus At The Bohemia a rain-swept vault and a hollow grave. When the slab of stone, oppressing your frightened breast And your flanks now supple with charming nonchalance, Will keep your heart from beating, from wishing, And your feet from running their adventurous course.
The tomb, confidant of my infinite dreams For the tomb will always understand the poet Through those long nights from which all sleep is banned, will say:. When you're asleep, dear shadow-coloured wench, Within a coal-black, marble monument: When, for your room and mansion, you are pent In a wet cellar and a hollow trench:.
When the stone, pressing on your startled breast And flanks in fluent suppleness competing, Prevents your heart from wishing or from beating, Your feet from racing on their reckless quest.
The tomb that shares my deathless recollection For poets best are understood by tombs On those long nights, when never sleep presumes. Will say, "What boots, frail vase of imperfection, Not to have known what pains with death begin? When, O sweet dusky beauty, you shall rest Deep under a bleak marble monument, When for last manor yours the tenement Of rainswept vault or hollow ditch at best, When the long stone weighs down your frightened breast And flanks — so supple now and indolent Love Is Here~Just Between You And I~ - Various - Bossa Nova 1991: Shibuya Scene Retrospective Choking your heart's beat and your feet's intent To race again on their adventurous quest.
The tomb, confidant of my endless dreams, shall keep Vigil through those long nights that know not sleep, Poet and tomb were friends since Time began Saying: "What use, imperfect courtesan, Not to make known what dead men mourn perforce?
My dark and remords posthume - esokhôra - à la volée thing, when you at length lie dead, And sleep beneath a slab of marble black as pitch; And have, for perfumed alcove and seductive bed, Only a rainy cavern and a hollow ditch. When the oppressive stone upon your frightened breast Lets settle all its weight, and on your supple thighs; Restrains your heart from beating, flattens it to rest; Bends down and binds your feet, so roving, so Der Fuck - Various - Jung Kaputt Spart Altersheime!
- Hannover Punk 78-84. The tomb, that knows me well and reads my dream aright, What poet but confides his secret remords posthume - esokhôra - à la volée the tomb?
Will say to you some day during that endless night. Ah, when thou shalt slumber, my darkling love, Beneath a black marble-made statuette, And when thou'lt have nought for thy house or alcove, But a cavernous den and a damp oubliette.
When the tomb-stone, oppressing thy timorous breast, And thy hips drooping sweetly with listless decay, The pulse and desires of mine heart shall arrest, And thy feet from pursuing their adventurous way. Then the grave, that dark friend of my limitless dreams For the grave ever readeth the poet arightAmid those long nights, which no slumber redeems.
Two editions of Fleurs du mal were published in Baudelaire's lifetime — one in and an expanded edition in After Baudelaire died the following year, a "definitive" edition appeared in Navigation Two editions of Fleurs du mal were published in Baudelaire's lifetime — one in and an expanded edition in Twenty-three "scraps" including the poems censored from the first edition.
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