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 AQuoique 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 |
- | |
Je t'adore ma frivole | C |
Ma terrible passion | D |
Avec la d votion | D |
Du pr tre pour son idole | C |
- | |
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 |
- | |
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 |
- | |
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 |
- | |
Tes hanches sont amoureuses | A |
De ton dos et de tes seins | A |
Et tu ravis les coussins | A |
Par tes poses langoureuses | A |
- | |
Quelquefois pour apaiser | G |
Ta rage myst rieuse | A |
Tu prodigues s rieuse | A |
La morsure et le baiser | G |
- | |
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 |
- | |
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 |
- | |
Mon me par toi gu rie | G |
Par toi lumi re et couleur | G |
Explosion de chaleur | G |
Dans ma noire Sib rie | G |
- | |
Afternoon Song | H |
- | |
Though your mischievous eyebrows | A |
Give you a singular air | G |
Not that of an angel | C |
Sorceress with Siren's eyes | A |
- | |
I adore you my madcap | I |
My ineffable passion | D |
With the pious devotion | D |
Of a priest for his idol | C |
- | |
Your stiff tresses are scented | E |
With the desert and forest | E |
Your head assumes the poses | A |
Of the enigma and key | E |
- | |
Perfume lingers about your flesh | J |
Like incense about a censer | G |
You charm like the evening | K |
Tenebrous passionate nymph | L |
- | |
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 |
- | |
Your haunches are enamored | E |
Of your back and your bosom | M |
And you delight the cushions | A |
With your languorous poses | A |
- | |
Sometimes to alleviate | E |
Your mysterious passion | D |
You lavish resolutely | E |
Your bites and your kisses | A |
- | |
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 |
- | |
Under your satin slippers | A |
Under your dear silken feet | E |
I place all my happiness | A |
My genius and destiny | E |
- | |
My soul brought to life by you | N |
By your clear light and color | G |
Explosion of heat | E |
In my dark Siberia | G |
- | |
- | |
Translated by William Aggeler | G |
- | |
Song of Afternoon | D |
- | |
Though your eyebrows' wicked slant | E |
Give you an intriguing air | G |
Which the angels do not share | G |
Sorceress whose eyes enchant | E |
- | |
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 |
- | |
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 |
- | |
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 |
- | |
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 |
- | |
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 |
- | |
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 |
- | |
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 |
- | |
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 |
- | |
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 |
- | |
- | |
Translated by Roy Campbell | C |
- | |
Afternoon Song | H |
- | |
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 |
- | |
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 |
- | |
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 |
- | |
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 |
- | |
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 |
- | |
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 |
- | |
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 |
- | |
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 |
- | |
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 |
- | |
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 |
- | |
- | |
Translated by Jacques LeClercq | U |
- | |
Afternoon Song | H |
- | |
Though your wicked eyebrows call | C |
Your nature into question | D |
Unangelic's their suggestion | D |
Witch whose eyes enthrall | C |
- | |
I adore you still | C |
O foolish terrible emotion | D |
Kneeling in devotion | D |
As a priest to his idol will | C |
- | |
Your undone braids conceal | C |
Desert forest scents | A |
In your exotic countenance | A |
Lie secrets unrevealed | E |
- | |
Over your flesh perfume drifts | A |
Like incense 'round a censor | G |
Tantalizing dispenser | G |
Of evening's ardent gifts | A |
- | |
No Philtres could compete | E |
With your potent idleness | A |
You've mastered the caress | A |
That raises dead me to their feet | E |
- | |
Your hips themselves are romanced | E |
By your back and by your breasts | A |
By your languid dalliance | A |
- | |
Now and then your appetite's | A |
Uncontrolled unassuaged | E |
Mysteriously enraged | E |
You kiss me and you bite | E |
- | |
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 |
- | |
Beneath your satin shoe | S |
Beneath your charming silken foot | E |
My greatest joy I put | E |
My genius and destiny too | S |
- | |
You bring my spirit back | V |
Bringer of the light | E |
Exploding color in the night | E |
Of my Siberia so black | V |
- | |
- | |
By Anonymous | A |
Charles Baudelaire
(1)
Poem topics: , Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
Submit Spanish Translation
Submit German Translation
Submit French Translation
Write your comment about Chanson D'après-midi (afternoon Song) poem by Charles Baudelaire
Best Poems of Charles Baudelaire