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Lorsque par un d cret des puissances supr mes	A
Le Po te appara t en ce monde ennuy	B
Sa m re pouvant e et pleine de blasph mes	A
Crispe ses poings vers Dieu qui la prend en piti	C
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Ah que n'ai je mis bas tout un noeud de vip res	A
Plut t que de nourrir cette d rision	B
Maudite soit la nuit aux plaisirs ph m res	A
O mon ventre a con u mon expiation	B
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Puisque tu m'as choisie entre toutes les femmes	A
Pour tre le d go t de mon triste mari	D
Et que je ne puis pas rejeter dans les flammes	A
Comme un billet d'amour ce monstre rabougri	D
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Je ferai rejaillir ta haine qui m'accable	E
Sur l'instrument maudit de tes m chancet s	A
Et je tordrai si bien cet arbre mis rable	E
Qu'il ne pourra pousser ses boutons empest s	A
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Elle ravale ainsi l' cume de sa haine	B
Et ne comprenant pas les desseins ternels	A
Elle m me pr pare au fond de la G henne	B
Les b chers consacr s aux crimes maternels	A
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Pourtant sous la tutelle invisible d'un Ange	F
L'Enfant d sh rit s'enivre de soleil	E
Et dans tout ce qu'il boit et dans tout ce qu'il mange	F
Retrouve l'ambroisie et le nectar vermeil	E
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II joue avec le vent cause avec le nuage	F
Et s'enivre en chantant du chemin de la croix	A
Et l'Esprit qui le suit dans son p lerinage	F
Pleure de le voir gai comme un oiseau des bois	A
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Tous ceux qu'il veut aimer l'observent avec crainte	C
Ou bien s'enhardissant de sa tranquillit	C
Cherchent qui saura lui tirer une plainte	C
Et font sur lui l'essai de leur f rocit	C
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Dans le pain et le vin destin s sa bouche	G
Ils m lent de la cendre avec d'impurs crachats	A
Avec hypocrisie ils jettent ce qu'il touche	H
Et s'accusent d'avoir mis leurs pieds dans ses pas	A
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Sa femme va criant sur les places publiques	A
Puisqu'il me trouve assez belle pour m'adorer	D
Je ferai le m tier des idoles antiques	A
Et comme elles je veux me faire redorer	D
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Et je me so lerai de nard d'encens de myrrhe	I
De g nuflexions de viandes et de vins	A
Pour savoir si je puis dans un coeur qui m'admire	D
Usurper en riant les hommages divins	A
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Et quand je m'ennuierai de ces farces impies	A
Je poserai sur lui ma fr le et forte main	B
Et mes ongles pareils aux ongles des harpies	A
Sauront jusqu' son coeur se frayer un chemin	B
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Comme un tout jeune oiseau qui tremble et qui palpite	C
J'arracherai ce coeur tout rouge de son sein	B
Et pour rassasier ma b te favorite	C
Je le lui jetterai par terre avec d dain	B
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Vers le Ciel o son oeil voit un tr ne splendide	C
Le Po te serein l ve ses bras pieux	A
Et les vastes clairs de son esprit lucide	C
Lui d robent l'aspect des peuples furieux	A
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Soyez b ni mon Dieu qui donnez la souffrance	A
Comme un divin rem de nos impuret s	A
Et comme la meilleure et la plus pure essence	A
Qui pr pare les forts aux saintes volupt s	A
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Je sais que vous gardez une place au Po te	C
Dans les rangs bienheureux des saintes L gions	A
Et que vous l'invitez l' ternelle f te	C
Des Tr nes des Vertus des Dominations	A
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Je sais que la douleur est la noblesse unique	J
O ne mordront jamais la terre et les enfers	A
Et qu'il faut pour tresser ma couronne mystique	J
Imposer tous les temps et tous les univers	A
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Mais les bijoux perdus de l'antique Palmyre	D
Les m taux inconnus les perles de la mer	D
Par votre main mont s ne pourraient pas suffire	D
A ce beau diad me blouissant et clair	D
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Car il ne sera fait que de pure lumi re	D
Puis e au foyer saint des rayons primitifs	A
Et dont les yeux mortels dans leur splendeur enti re	D
Ne sont que des miroirs obscurcis et plaintifs	A
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Benediction	B
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When after a decree of the supreme powers	A
The Poet is brought forth in this wearisome world	C
His mother terrified and full of blasphemies	A
Raises her clenched fist to God who pities her	D
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'Ah would that I had spawned a whole knot of vipers	A
Rather than to have fed this derisive object	C
Accursed be the night of ephemeral joy	F
When my belly conceived this my expiation	B
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Since of all women You have chosen me	C
To be repugnant to my sorry spouse	A
And since I cannot cast this misshapen monster	D
Into the flames like an old love letter	D
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I shall spew the hatred with which you crush me down	B
On the cursed instrument of your malevolence	A
And twist so hard this wretched tree	C
That it cannot put forth its pestilential buds '	-
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Thus she gulps down the froth of her hatred	C
And not understanding the eternal designs	A
Herself prepares deep down in Gehenna	B
The pyre reserved for a mother's crimes	A
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However protected by an unseen Angel	E
The outcast child is enrapt by the sun	B
And in all that he eats in everything he drinks	A
He finds sweet ambrosia and rubiate nectar	D
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He cavorts with the wind converses with the clouds	A
And singing transported goes the way of the cross	A
And the Angel who follows him on pilgrimage	F
Weeps to see him as carefree as a bird	C
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All those whom he would love watch him with fear	D
Or emboldened by his tranquility	C
Emulously attempt to wring a groan from him	K
And test on him their inhumanity	C
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With the bread and the wine intended for his mouth	L
They mix ashes and foul spittle	E
And hypocrites cast away what he touches	A
And feel guilty if they have trod in his footprints	A
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His wife goes about the market places	A
Crying 'Since he finds me fair enough to adore	D
I shall imitate the idols of old	C
And like them I want to be regilded	C
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I shall get drunk with spikenard incense myrrh	D
And with genuflections viands and wine	B
To see if laughingly I can usurp	M
In an admiring heart the homage due to God	C
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And when I tire of these impious jokes	A
I shall lay upon him my strong my dainty hand	C
And my nails like harpies' talons	A
Will cut a path straight to his heart	C
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That heart which flutters like a fledgling bird	C
I'll tear all bloody from his breast	C
And scornfully I'll throw it in the dust	C
To sate the hunger of my favorite hound '	-
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To Heav'n where his eye sees a radiant throne	B
Piously the Poet serene raises his arms	A
And the dazzling brightness of his illumined mind	C
Hides from his sight the raging mob	N
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'Praise be to You O God who send us suffering	O
As a divine remedy for our impurities	A
And as the best and the purest essence	A
To prepare the strong for holy ecstasies	A
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I know that you reserve a place for the Poet	C
Within the blessed ranks of the holy Legions	A
And that you invite him to the eternal feast	C
Of the Thrones the Virtues and the Dominations	A
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I know that suffering is the sole nobility	C
Which earth and hell shall never mar	D
And that to weave my mystic crown	B
You must tax every age and every universe	A
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But the lost jewels of ancient Palmyra	D
The unfound metals the pearls of the sea	C
Set by Your own hand would not be adequate	C
For that diadem of dazzling splendor	D
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For that crown will be made of nothing but pure light	C
Drawn from the holy source of primal rays	A
Whereof our mortal eyes in their fullest brightness	A
Are no more than tarnished mournful mirrors '	-
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Translated by William Aggeler	D
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Benediction	B
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When by an edict of the powers supreme	P
A poet's born into this world's drab space	A
His mother starts in horror to blaspheme	P
Clenching her fists at God who grants her grace	A
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'Would that a nest of vipers I'd aborted	C
Rather than this absurd abomination	B
Cursed be the night of pleasures vainly sported	C
On which my womb conceived my expiation	B
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Since of all women I am picked by You	Q
To be my Mate's aversion and his shame	P
And since I cannot like a billet doux	A
Consign this stunted monster to the flame	P
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I'll turn the hatred which You load on me	P
On the curst tool through which You work your spite	C
And twist and stunt this miserable tree	P
Until it cannot burgeon for the blight '	-
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She swallows down the white froth of her ire	D
And knowing naught of schemes that are sublime	P
Deep in Gehenna starts to lay the pyre	D
That'	C