At One O'clock In The Morning Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGHIJKBLMJKBNBG LLO

ome belated and decrepit cabs For a few hoursA
we shall have silence if not repose At last the tyranny of the human face has disappeared and I myself shall be theB
only cause of my sufferingsC
At last then I am allowed to refresh myself in a bath of darkness First of all a double turn of the lock ItD
seems to me that this twist of the key will increase my solitude and fortify the barricades which at this instantE
separate me from the worldF
Horrible life Horrible town Let us recapitulate the day seen several men of letters one of whom asked meG
whether one could go to Russia by a land route no doubt he took Russia to be an island disputed generously withH
the editor of a review who to each of my objections replied 'We represent the cause of decent people ' whichI
implies that all the other newspapers are edited by scoundrels greeted some twenty persons with fifteen of whom IJ
am not acquainted distributed handshakes in the same proportion and this without having taken the precaution ofK
buying gloves to kill time during a shower went to see an acrobat who asked me to design for her the costume of aB
Venustra paid court to the director of a theatre who while dismissing me said to me 'Perhaps you would do well toL
apply to Z he is the clumsiest the stupidest and the most celebrated of my authors together with him perhapsM
you would get somewhere Go to see him and after that we'll see ' boasted why of several vile actions which IJ
have never committed and faint heartedly denied some other misdeeds which I accomplished with joy an error ofK
bravado an offence against human respect refused a friend an easy service and gave a written recommendation to aB
perfect clown oh isn't that enoughN
Discontented with everyone and discontented with myself I would gladly redeem myself and elate myself aB
little in the silence and solitude of night Souls of those I have loved souls of those I have sung strengthen meG
support me rid me of lies and the corrupting vapours of the world and you O Lord God grant me the grace toL
produce a few good verses which shall prove to myself that I am not the lowest of men that I am not inferior toL
those whom I despiseO

Charles Baudelaire



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