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

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Bient t nous plongerons dans les froides t n bresB
Adieu vive clart de nos t s trop courtsB
J'entends d j tomber avec des chocs fun bresB
Le bois retentissant sur le pav des coursB
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Tout l'hiver va rentrer dans mon tre col reC
Haine frissons horreur labeur dur et forcD
Et comme le soleil dans son enfer polaireC
Mon coeur ne sera plus qu'un bloc rouge et glacD
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J' coute en fr missant chaque b che qui tombeE
L' chafaud qu'on b tit n'a pas d' cho plus sourdF
Mon esprit est pareil la tour qui succombeE
Sous les coups du b lier infatigable et lourdF
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II me semble berc par ce choc monotoneG
Qu'on cloue en grande h te un cercueil quelque partF
Pour qui C' tait hier l' t voici l'automneG
Ce bruit myst rieux sonne comme un d partF
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IIA
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J'aime de vos longs yeux la lumi re verd treC
Douce beaut mais tout aujourd'hui m'est amer Et rien ni votre amour ni le boudoir ni l' treC
Ne me vaut le soleil rayonnant sur la merC
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Et pourtant aimez moi tendre coeur soyez m reC
M me pour un ingrat m me pour un m chantF
Amante ou soeur soyez la douceur ph m reC
D'un glorieux automne ou d'un soleil couchantF
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Courte t che La tombe attend elle est avideF
Ah laissez moi mon front pos sur vos genouxB
Go ter en regrettant l' t blanc et torrideF
De l'arri re saison le rayon jaune et douxB
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Song of AutumnG
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Soon we shall plunge into the cold darknessB
Farewell vivid brightness of our short lived summersB
Already I hear the dismal sound of firewoodF
Falling with a clatter on the courtyard pavementsB
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All winter will possess my being wrathH
Hate horror shivering hard forced laborC
And like the sun in his polar HadesB
My heart will be no more than a frozen red blockD
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All atremble I listen to each falling logD
The building of a scaffold has no duller soundF
My spirit resembles the tower which crumblesB
Under the tireless blows of the battering ramE
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It seems to me lulled by these monotonous shocksB
That somewhere they're nailing a coffin in great hasteF
For whom Yesterday was summer here is autumnG
That mysterious noise sounds like a departureC
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IIA
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I love the greenish light of your long eyesB
Sweet beauty but today all to me is bitterC
Nothing neither your love your boudoir nor your hearthI
Is worth as much as the sunlight on the seaB
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Yet love me tender heart be a motherC
Even to an ingrate even to a scapegraceB
Mistress or sister be the fleeting sweetnessB
Of a gorgeous autumn or of a setting sunG
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Short task The tomb awaits it is avidF
Ah let me with my head bowed on your kneesB
Taste the sweet yellow rays of the end of autumnG
While I mourn for the white torrid summerC
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Translated by William AggelerC
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Song of AutumnG
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Soon into frozen shades like leaves we'll tumbleJ
Adieu short summer's blaze that shone to mockD
I hear already the funereal rumbleJ
Of logs as on the paving stones they shockD
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Winter will enter in my soul to dwellK
Rage hate fear horror labour forced and direC
My heart will seem to sun that polar hellK
A dim red frozen block devoid of fireC
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Shuddering I hear the heavy thud of fuelJ
The building of a gallows sounds as goodF
My spirit like a tower reels to the cruelJ
Battering ram in every crash of woodF
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The ceaseless echoes rock me and appalJ
They're nailing up a coffin I'll be boundF
For whom Last night was Summer Here's the FallJ
There booms a farewell volley in the soundF
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IIA
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I like die greenish light in your long eyesB
Dear but today all things are sour to meB
And naught your hearth your boudoir nor your sighsB
Are worth the sun that glitters on the seaB
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Yet love me tender heart as mothers cherishL
A thankless wretch Lover or sister beB
Ephemeral sweetness of the suns that perishL
Or glory of the autumn swift to fleeB
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Brief task The charnel yawns in hunger horridF
Yet let me with my head upon your kneesB
Although I mourn the summer white and torridF
Taste these last yellow rays before they freezeB
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Translated by Roy CampbellJ
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Chant d'automneG
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soon shall we plunge 'neath winter's icy pallJ
farewell bright fires of too brief JulyA
even now I hear the knell funerealA
of falling fire logs in the court close byA
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once more on me shall winter all unrollA
wrath hatred shivering dread Toil's curs d viseB
and like the sun in his far hell the poleA
my heart shall be a block of crimson iceB
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I wait aghast each loud impending logD
thus criminals 'neath rising gibbets cowerC
o dreadful battering ram my soul agogD
quivers and totters like a crumbling towerC
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till to my dream the cradling echoes drumG
like hammers madly finishing a bierC
for whom June yesterday now fall is comeG
mysterious dirge who has departed hereC
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IIA
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I love your long green eyes of slumberous fireC
my sweet but now all things are gall to meB
and naught your room your hearth nor your desireC
is worth the sunlight shimmering on the seaB
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yet love me tender heart a mother beB
even to an ingrate or a wicked oneG
mistress or sister be as sweet to meB
as some brief autumn or a setting sunG
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'twill not be long the hungering tomb awaitsB
ah let me brow at peace upon your kneesB
savour regretful of June's parching heatsB
this balmy soft October ere it fleesB
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Translated by Lewis Piaget ShanksB
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AutumnG
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Soon we will plunge ourselves into cold shadowsB
And all of summer's stunning afternoons will be goneG
I already hear the dead thuds of logs belowA
Falling on the cobblestones and the lawnG
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All of winter will return to meB
derision Hate shuddering horror drudgery and viceB
And exiled like the sun to a polar prisonG
My soul will harden into a block of red iceB
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I shiver as I listen to each log crash and slamE
The echoes are as dull as executioners' drumsB
My mind is like a tower that slowly succumbsB
To the blows of a relentless battering ramE
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It seems to me swaying to these shocks that someoneG
Is nailing down a coffin in a hurry somewhereC
For whom It was summer yesterday now it's autumnG
Echoes of departure keep resounding in the airC
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Translated by AnonymousB

Charles Baudelaire



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