Hymne à? La Beauté (hymn To Beauty) Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCB DEDE EBEB EFEF GCGC FBFB BEBE B EGCB BFDE FHDI BIEB G BC EDBB BEBB D B EBEB DBDB BBBB DEDE ECEC BBBB EDED G B EBEB DBDB BBBB JBJB B BC DBDB BCBC K| Viens tu du ciel profond ou sors tu de l'ab me | A |
| O Beaut ton regard infernal et divin | B |
| Verse confus ment le bienfait et le crime | C |
| Et l'on peut pour cela te comparer au vin | B |
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| Tu contiens dans ton oeil le couchant et l'aurore | D |
| Tu r pands des parfums comme un soir orageux | E |
| Tes baisers sont un philtre et ta bouche une amphore | D |
| Qui font le h ros l che et l'enfant courageux | E |
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| Sors tu du gouffre noir ou descends tu des astres | E |
| Le Destin charm suit tes jupons comme un chien | B |
| Tu s mes au hasard la joie et les d sastres | E |
| Et tu gouvernes tout et ne r ponds de rien | B |
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| Tu marches sur des morts Beaut dont tu te moques | E |
| De tes bijoux l'Horreur n'est pas le moins charmant | F |
| Et le Meurtre parmi tes plus ch res breloques | E |
| Sur ton ventre orgueilleux danse amoureusement | F |
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| L' ph m re bloui vole vers toi chandelle | G |
| Cr pite flambe et dit B nissons ce flambeau | C |
| L'amoureux pantelant inclin sur sa belle | G |
| A l'air d'un moribond caressant son tombeau | C |
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| Que tu viennes du ciel ou de l'enfer qu'importe | F |
| Beaut monstre norme effrayant ing nu | B |
| Si ton oeil ton souris ton pied m'ouvrent la porte | F |
| D'un Infini que j'aime et n'ai jamais connu | B |
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| De Satan ou de Dieu qu'importe Ange ou Sir ne | B |
| Qu'importe si tu rends f e aux yeux de velours | E |
| Rythme parfum lueur mon unique reine | B |
| L'univers moins hideux et les instants moins lourds | E |
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| Hymn to Beauty | B |
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| Do you come from Heaven or rise from the abyss | E |
| Beauty Your gaze divine and infernal | G |
| Pours out confusedly benevolence and crime | C |
| And one may for that compare you to wine | B |
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| You contain in your eyes the sunset and the dawn | B |
| You scatter perfumes like a stormy night | F |
| Your kisses are a philtre your mouth an amphora | D |
| Which make the hero weak and the child courageous | E |
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| Do you come from the stars or rise from the black pit | F |
| Destiny bewitched follows your skirts like a dog | H |
| You sow at random joy and disaster | D |
| And you govern all things but answer for nothing | I |
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| You walk upon corpses which you mock O Beauty | B |
| Of your jewels Horror is not the least charming | I |
| And Murder among your dearest trinkets | E |
| Dances amorously upon your proud belly | B |
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| The dazzled moth flies toward you O candle | G |
| Crepitates flames and says 'Blessed be this flambeau ' | - |
| The panting lover bending o'er his fair one | B |
| Looks like a dying man caressing his own tomb | C |
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| Whether you come from heaven or from hell who cares | E |
| O Beauty Huge fearful ingenuous monster | D |
| If your regard your smile your foot open for me | B |
| An Infinite I love but have not ever known | B |
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| From God or Satan who cares Angel or Siren | B |
| Who cares if you make fay with the velvet eyes | E |
| Rhythm perfume glimmer my one and only queen | B |
| The world less hideous the minutes less leaden | B |
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| Translated by William Aggeler | D |
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| Hymn to Beauty | B |
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| Did you spring out of heaven or the abyss | E |
| Beauty Your gaze infernal yet divine | B |
| Spreads infamy and glory grief and bliss | E |
| And therefore you can be compared to wine | B |
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| Your eyes contain both sunset and aurora | D |
| You give off scents like evenings storm deflowered | B |
| Your kisses are a philtre an amphora | D |
| Your mouth that cows the brave and spurs the coward | B |
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| Climb you from gulfs or from the stars descend | B |
| Fate like a fawning hound to heel you've brought | B |
| You scatter joy and ruin without end | B |
| Ruling all things yet answering for naught | B |
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| You trample men to death and mock their clamour | D |
| Amongst your gauds pale Horror gleams and glances | E |
| And Murder not the least of them in glamour | D |
| On your proud belly amorously dances | E |
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| The dazzled insect seeks your candle rays | E |
| Crackles and burns and seems to bless his doom | C |
| The groom bent o'er his bride as in a daze | E |
| Seems like a dying man to stroke his tomb | C |
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| What matter if from hell or heaven born | B |
| Tremendous monster terrible to view | B |
| Your eyes and smile reveal to me like morn | B |
| The Infinite I love but never knew | B |
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| From God or Fiend Siren or Sylph Invidious | E |
| The answer Fay with eyes of velvet ray | D |
| Rhythm and perfume if you make less hideous | E |
| Our universe less tedious leave our day | D |
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| Translated by Roy Campbell | G |
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| Hymn to Beauty | B |
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| Did you fall from high heaven or surge from the abyss | E |
| O Beauty Your bright gaze infernal and divine | B |
| Confusedly pours out courage and cowardice | E |
| Or love and crime Therefore men liken you to wine | B |
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| Your eyes hold all the sunset and the dawn you are | D |
| As rich in fragrances as a tempestuous night | B |
| Your kisses are a philtre and your mouth a jar | D |
| Filling the child with valor and the man with fright | B |
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| Did the stars mould you or the pit's obscurity | B |
| You bring at random Paradise or Juggernaut | B |
| Fate sniffs your skirts with a charmed dog's servility | B |
| You govern all and yet are answerable for naught | B |
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| Beauty you walk on corpses of dead men you mock | J |
| Among your store of gems Horror is not the least | B |
| Murder amid the dearest trinkets of your stock | J |
| Dances on your proud belly like a ruttish beast | B |
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| Candle the transient moth flies dazzled to your light | B |
| Crackles and flames and says 'Bless d this fiery doom ' | - |
| The panting lover with his mistress in the night | B |
| Looks like a dying man caressing his own tomb | C |
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| Are you from heaven or hell Beauty that we adore | D |
| Who cares A dreadful huge ingenuous monster you | B |
| So but your glance your smile your foot open a door | D |
| Upon an Infinite I love but never knew | B |
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| From Satan or from God Who cares Fierce or serene | B |
| Who cares Sister to sirens or to seraphim | C |
| So but dark fey you shed your perfume rhythm and sheen | B |
| To make the world less hideous and Time less grim | C |
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| Translated by Jacques LeClercq | K |
Charles Baudelaire
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