Chanson D'après-midi (afternoon Song) Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABBA CDDC EAAF EGGE AAAA AAAA GAAG DGGD DABD GGGG H AGCA IDDC EEAE JGKL AGAD EMAA EDEA EGEE AEAE NGEG G D EGGE ONNO GGGG PGGP AAAA EAAE ACCA EDDE AEEA EEEE C H AEEA QDDQ CEEE JEEJ DAAD REER GSSG AGGA ACCA TEET U H CDDC CDDC CAAE AGGA EAAE EAA AEEE DAAD SEES VEEV A| Quoique tes sourcils m chants | A |
| Te donnent un air trange | B |
| Qui n'est pas celui d'un ange | B |
| Sorci re aux yeux all chants | A |
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| Je t'adore ma frivole | C |
| Ma terrible passion | D |
| Avec la d votion | D |
| Du pr tre pour son idole | C |
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| Le d sert et la for t | E |
| Embaument tes tresses rudes | A |
| Ta t te a les attitudes | A |
| De l' nigme et du secret | F |
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| Sur ta chair le parfum r de | E |
| Comme autour d'un encensoir | G |
| Tu charmes comme le soir | G |
| Nymphe t n breuse et chaude | E |
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| Ah les philtres les plus forts | A |
| Ne valent pas ta paresse | A |
| Et tu connais la caresse | A |
| Ou fait revivre les morts | A |
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| Tes hanches sont amoureuses | A |
| De ton dos et de tes seins | A |
| Et tu ravis les coussins | A |
| Par tes poses langoureuses | A |
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| Quelquefois pour apaiser | G |
| Ta rage myst rieuse | A |
| Tu prodigues s rieuse | A |
| La morsure et le baiser | G |
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| Tu me d chires ma brune | D |
| Avec un rire moqueur | G |
| Et puis tu mets sur mon coeur | G |
| Ton oeil doux comme la lune | D |
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| Sous tes souliers de satin | D |
| Sous tes charmants pieds de soie | A |
| Moi je mets ma grande joie | B |
| Mon g nie et mon destin | D |
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| Mon me par toi gu rie | G |
| Par toi lumi re et couleur | G |
| Explosion de chaleur | G |
| Dans ma noire Sib rie | G |
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| Afternoon Song | H |
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| Though your mischievous eyebrows | A |
| Give you a singular air | G |
| Not that of an angel | C |
| Sorceress with Siren's eyes | A |
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| I adore you my madcap | I |
| My ineffable passion | D |
| With the pious devotion | D |
| Of a priest for his idol | C |
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| Your stiff tresses are scented | E |
| With the desert and forest | E |
| Your head assumes the poses | A |
| Of the enigma and key | E |
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| Perfume lingers about your flesh | J |
| Like incense about a censer | G |
| You charm like the evening | K |
| Tenebrous passionate nymph | L |
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| Ah the most potent philtres | A |
| Are weaker than your languor | G |
| And you know the caresses | A |
| That make the dead live again | D |
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| Your haunches are enamored | E |
| Of your back and your bosom | M |
| And you delight the cushions | A |
| With your languorous poses | A |
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| Sometimes to alleviate | E |
| Your mysterious passion | D |
| You lavish resolutely | E |
| Your bites and your kisses | A |
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| You tear me open dark beauty | E |
| With derisive laughter | G |
| And then look at my heart | E |
| With eyes as soft as moonlight | E |
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| Under your satin slippers | A |
| Under your dear silken feet | E |
| I place all my happiness | A |
| My genius and destiny | E |
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| My soul brought to life by you | N |
| By your clear light and color | G |
| Explosion of heat | E |
| In my dark Siberia | G |
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| Translated by William Aggeler | G |
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| Song of Afternoon | D |
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| Though your eyebrows' wicked slant | E |
| Give you an intriguing air | G |
| Which the angels do not share | G |
| Sorceress whose eyes enchant | E |
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| My passion terrible yet gay | O |
| With all my heart I bow before you | N |
| With that devotion to adore you | N |
| That priests to sacred idols pay | O |
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| Deserts and woods embalmed your hair | G |
| Its movements give your head the stigma | G |
| Of sphinx like secret and enigma | G |
| Both in its attitude and air | G |
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| As round a censer vapours form | P |
| About your flesh the perfumes wander | G |
| The selfsame charms you seem to squander | G |
| As does an evening dark yet warm | P |
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| The strongest philtres cannot craze | A |
| As does your indolent address | A |
| And you have mastered a caress | A |
| Dead corpses from their tombs to raise | A |
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| Your hips are amorous of your breast | E |
| And of your back your languorous pose | A |
| Enchants the cushions where you doze | A |
| When in their depths you make your nest | E |
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| Sometimes in order to appease | A |
| Mysterious rages in your soul | C |
| You bite and kiss without control | C |
| Then with a mocking laugh you tease | A |
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| My heart brown beauty tearing it | E |
| Then over it the light is strewn | D |
| Of your eye softer than the moon | D |
| Till with its glance my soul is lit | E |
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| Underneath your satin shoes | A |
| And underneath your silken feet | E |
| My joy my fate my genius meet | E |
| To strew the pathway of my muse | A |
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| My soul is healed restored and made complete | E |
| By you all colour warmth and light | E |
| In my Siberia a bright | E |
| Explosion as of tropic heat | E |
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| Translated by Roy Campbell | C |
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| Afternoon Song | H |
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| O witch with sharp alluring eyes | A |
| Although your evil eyebrows lend | E |
| Your strange ways little of the friend | E |
| And even less of angel skies | A |
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| How I adore your madcap verve | Q |
| How deeply rooted my fell passion | D |
| I worship you in the rapt fashion | D |
| Of priests for idols that they serve | Q |
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| Your stiff dense tresses fragrantly | C |
| Conjure up wilderness and wood | E |
| Your head assumes each attitude | E |
| Of the enigma and its key | E |
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| Perfumes cling closely to your flesh | J |
| As incense to a censer bright | E |
| And dusky nymph you are all Night | E |
| Secret and passionate and fresh | J |
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| The strongest philter vies in vain | D |
| Power against your languidness | A |
| Too well you know the sweet caress | A |
| That brings the dead to life again | D |
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| Your haunches are enamored of | R |
| Your supple back and surging breast | E |
| And when posed torpidly you rest | E |
| Your cushions taste the charms of love | R |
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| Sometimes to quell the rageful fire | G |
| Of your mysterious lust you lavish | S |
| Obstinate kiss and bite to ravish | S |
| The throbbing prey of your desire | G |
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| You rend my body to its seams | A |
| Dark beauty with your mocking laughter | G |
| Then fill my heart a moment after | G |
| With glances soft as the moon's beams | A |
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| Under your satin slippers see | A |
| Under your blest silk feet I lay | C |
| The vast sum of my joys today | C |
| My genius my destiny | A |
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| My soul enlivened by your spark | T |
| Your radiance and color sweet | E |
| Explosion of fierce tropic heat | E |
| Across my chill Siberian dark | T |
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| Translated by Jacques LeClercq | U |
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| Afternoon Song | H |
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| Though your wicked eyebrows call | C |
| Your nature into question | D |
| Unangelic's their suggestion | D |
| Witch whose eyes enthrall | C |
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| I adore you still | C |
| O foolish terrible emotion | D |
| Kneeling in devotion | D |
| As a priest to his idol will | C |
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| Your undone braids conceal | C |
| Desert forest scents | A |
| In your exotic countenance | A |
| Lie secrets unrevealed | E |
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| Over your flesh perfume drifts | A |
| Like incense 'round a censor | G |
| Tantalizing dispenser | G |
| Of evening's ardent gifts | A |
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| No Philtres could compete | E |
| With your potent idleness | A |
| You've mastered the caress | A |
| That raises dead me to their feet | E |
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| Your hips themselves are romanced | E |
| By your back and by your breasts | A |
| By your languid dalliance | A |
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| Now and then your appetite's | A |
| Uncontrolled unassuaged | E |
| Mysteriously enraged | E |
| You kiss me and you bite | E |
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| Dark one I am torn | D |
| By your savage ways | A |
| Then soft as the moon your gaze | A |
| Sees my tortured heart reborn | D |
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| Beneath your satin shoe | S |
| Beneath your charming silken foot | E |
| My greatest joy I put | E |
| My genius and destiny too | S |
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| You bring my spirit back | V |
| Bringer of the light | E |
| Exploding color in the night | E |
| Of my Siberia so black | V |
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| By Anonymous | A |
Charles Baudelaire
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