« The sobs of the martyrs and the Suppliciessont a Symphony intoxicating without doubt, since, despite the blood their voluptuousness costs, the skies have point yet satiated! »
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Charles Baudelaire
Les Fleurs du mal |
Charles Baudelaire
Les Fleurs du mal
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« It was late; as well as a medal neuveLa full moon spread, and the solemnity of the night, like a sleeping Paris fleuveSur streamed. »
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Charles Baudelaire
Les Fleurs du mal |
Charles Baudelaire
Les Fleurs du mal
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« Soon we will dive into the cold darkness; Farewell, sharp clarity of our summers are too short! »
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Charles Baudelaire
Les Fleurs du mal |
Charles Baudelaire
Les Fleurs du mal
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