Chant D'automne (song Of Autumn) Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BBBB CDCD EFEF GFGF A CCC CFCF FBFB G A BBFB HCBD DFBE BFGC A BCIB CBBG FBGC C G A JDJD KCKC JFJF JFJF A BBBB LBLB FBFB J G A JAAA ABAB DCDC GCGC A CBCB BGBG BBBB B G BGAG BBGB EBBE GCGC B| I | A |
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| Bient t nous plongerons dans les froides t n bres | B |
| Adieu vive clart de nos t s trop courts | B |
| J'entends d j tomber avec des chocs fun bres | B |
| Le bois retentissant sur le pav des cours | B |
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| Tout l'hiver va rentrer dans mon tre col re | C |
| Haine frissons horreur labeur dur et forc | D |
| Et comme le soleil dans son enfer polaire | C |
| Mon coeur ne sera plus qu'un bloc rouge et glac | D |
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| J' coute en fr missant chaque b che qui tombe | E |
| L' chafaud qu'on b tit n'a pas d' cho plus sourd | F |
| Mon esprit est pareil la tour qui succombe | E |
| Sous les coups du b lier infatigable et lourd | F |
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| II me semble berc par ce choc monotone | G |
| Qu'on cloue en grande h te un cercueil quelque part | F |
| Pour qui C' tait hier l' t voici l'automne | G |
| Ce bruit myst rieux sonne comme un d part | F |
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| II | A |
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| J'aime de vos longs yeux la lumi re verd tre | C |
| Douce beaut mais tout aujourd'hui m'est amer Et rien ni votre amour ni le boudoir ni l' tre | C |
| Ne me vaut le soleil rayonnant sur la mer | C |
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| Et pourtant aimez moi tendre coeur soyez m re | C |
| M me pour un ingrat m me pour un m chant | F |
| Amante ou soeur soyez la douceur ph m re | C |
| D'un glorieux automne ou d'un soleil couchant | F |
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| Courte t che La tombe attend elle est avide | F |
| Ah laissez moi mon front pos sur vos genoux | B |
| Go ter en regrettant l' t blanc et torride | F |
| De l'arri re saison le rayon jaune et doux | B |
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| Song of Autumn | G |
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| I | A |
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| Soon we shall plunge into the cold darkness | B |
| Farewell vivid brightness of our short lived summers | B |
| Already I hear the dismal sound of firewood | F |
| Falling with a clatter on the courtyard pavements | B |
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| All winter will possess my being wrath | H |
| Hate horror shivering hard forced labor | C |
| And like the sun in his polar Hades | B |
| My heart will be no more than a frozen red block | D |
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| All atremble I listen to each falling log | D |
| The building of a scaffold has no duller sound | F |
| My spirit resembles the tower which crumbles | B |
| Under the tireless blows of the battering ram | E |
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| It seems to me lulled by these monotonous shocks | B |
| That somewhere they're nailing a coffin in great haste | F |
| For whom Yesterday was summer here is autumn | G |
| That mysterious noise sounds like a departure | C |
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| II | A |
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| I love the greenish light of your long eyes | B |
| Sweet beauty but today all to me is bitter | C |
| Nothing neither your love your boudoir nor your hearth | I |
| Is worth as much as the sunlight on the sea | B |
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| Yet love me tender heart be a mother | C |
| Even to an ingrate even to a scapegrace | B |
| Mistress or sister be the fleeting sweetness | B |
| Of a gorgeous autumn or of a setting sun | G |
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| Short task The tomb awaits it is avid | F |
| Ah let me with my head bowed on your knees | B |
| Taste the sweet yellow rays of the end of autumn | G |
| While I mourn for the white torrid summer | C |
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| Translated by William Aggeler | C |
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| Song of Autumn | G |
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| I | A |
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| Soon into frozen shades like leaves we'll tumble | J |
| Adieu short summer's blaze that shone to mock | D |
| I hear already the funereal rumble | J |
| Of logs as on the paving stones they shock | D |
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| Winter will enter in my soul to dwell | K |
| Rage hate fear horror labour forced and dire | C |
| My heart will seem to sun that polar hell | K |
| A dim red frozen block devoid of fire | C |
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| Shuddering I hear the heavy thud of fuel | J |
| The building of a gallows sounds as good | F |
| My spirit like a tower reels to the cruel | J |
| Battering ram in every crash of wood | F |
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| The ceaseless echoes rock me and appal | J |
| They're nailing up a coffin I'll be bound | F |
| For whom Last night was Summer Here's the Fall | J |
| There booms a farewell volley in the sound | F |
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| II | A |
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| I like die greenish light in your long eyes | B |
| Dear but today all things are sour to me | B |
| And naught your hearth your boudoir nor your sighs | B |
| Are worth the sun that glitters on the sea | B |
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| Yet love me tender heart as mothers cherish | L |
| A thankless wretch Lover or sister be | B |
| Ephemeral sweetness of the suns that perish | L |
| Or glory of the autumn swift to flee | B |
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| Brief task The charnel yawns in hunger horrid | F |
| Yet let me with my head upon your knees | B |
| Although I mourn the summer white and torrid | F |
| Taste these last yellow rays before they freeze | B |
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| Translated by Roy Campbell | J |
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| Chant d'automne | G |
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| I | A |
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| soon shall we plunge 'neath winter's icy pall | J |
| farewell bright fires of too brief July | A |
| even now I hear the knell funereal | A |
| of falling fire logs in the court close by | A |
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| once more on me shall winter all unroll | A |
| wrath hatred shivering dread Toil's curs d vise | B |
| and like the sun in his far hell the pole | A |
| my heart shall be a block of crimson ice | B |
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| I wait aghast each loud impending log | D |
| thus criminals 'neath rising gibbets cower | C |
| o dreadful battering ram my soul agog | D |
| quivers and totters like a crumbling tower | C |
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| till to my dream the cradling echoes drum | G |
| like hammers madly finishing a bier | C |
| for whom June yesterday now fall is come | G |
| mysterious dirge who has departed here | C |
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| II | A |
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| I love your long green eyes of slumberous fire | C |
| my sweet but now all things are gall to me | B |
| and naught your room your hearth nor your desire | C |
| is worth the sunlight shimmering on the sea | B |
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| yet love me tender heart a mother be | B |
| even to an ingrate or a wicked one | G |
| mistress or sister be as sweet to me | B |
| as some brief autumn or a setting sun | G |
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| 'twill not be long the hungering tomb awaits | B |
| ah let me brow at peace upon your knees | B |
| savour regretful of June's parching heats | B |
| this balmy soft October ere it flees | B |
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| Translated by Lewis Piaget Shanks | B |
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| Autumn | G |
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| Soon we will plunge ourselves into cold shadows | B |
| And all of summer's stunning afternoons will be gone | G |
| I already hear the dead thuds of logs below | A |
| Falling on the cobblestones and the lawn | G |
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| All of winter will return to me | B |
| derision Hate shuddering horror drudgery and vice | B |
| And exiled like the sun to a polar prison | G |
| My soul will harden into a block of red ice | B |
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| I shiver as I listen to each log crash and slam | E |
| The echoes are as dull as executioners' drums | B |
| My mind is like a tower that slowly succumbs | B |
| To the blows of a relentless battering ram | E |
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| It seems to me swaying to these shocks that someone | G |
| Is nailing down a coffin in a hurry somewhere | C |
| For whom It was summer yesterday now it's autumn | G |
| Echoes of departure keep resounding in the air | C |
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| Translated by Anonymous | B |
Charles Baudelaire
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