« This dark beauty like iron is one that forges and polishes the hell. »
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Charles Baudelaire
Les Fleurs du mal |
Charles Baudelaire
Les Fleurs du mal
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« No poem is so big, so noble, so truly worthy of the name of poem, that has been written only for the pleasure of writing a poem. »
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Charles Baudelaire
L'Artiste |
Charles Baudelaire
L'Artiste
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« To heaven, where his eye sees a magnificent throne, the poet serene up his pious arms, and large flashes of his mind lucideLui steal the appearance of furious people »
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Charles Baudelaire
Les Fleurs du mal |
Charles Baudelaire
Les Fleurs du mal
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