La Beauté (beauty) Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABBB CCCC CCC CCC D EFGB CCCH CCD CIC B D EBEB JKJK LLC MMC I M BNNB KJJK CCO CCO C M EPGF MCCQ MCIMBC B| Je suis belle mortels comme un r ve de pierre | A |
| Et mon sein o chacun s'est meurtri tour tour | B |
| Est fait pour inspirer au po te un amour | B |
| Eternel et muet ainsi que la mati re | B |
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| Je tr ne dans l'azur comme un sphinx incompris | C |
| J'unis un coeur de neige la blancheur des cygnes | C |
| Je hais le mouvement qui d place les lignes | C |
| Et jamais je ne pleure et jamais je ne ris | C |
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| Les po tes devant mes grandes attitudes | C |
| Que j'ai l'air d'emprunter aux plus fiers monuments | C |
| Consumeront leurs jours en d'aust res tudes | C |
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| Car j'ai pour fasciner ces dociles amants | C |
| De purs miroirs qui font toutes choses plus belles | C |
| Mes yeux mes larges yeux aux clart s ternelles | C |
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| Beauty | D |
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| I am fair O mortals like a dream carved in stone | E |
| And my breast where each one in turn has bruised himself | F |
| Is made to inspire in the poet a love | G |
| As eternal and silent as matter | B |
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| On a throne in the sky a mysterious sphinx | C |
| I join a heart of snow to the whiteness of swans | C |
| I hate movement for it displaces lines | C |
| And never do I weep and never do I laugh | H |
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| Poets before my grandiose poses | C |
| Which I seem to assume from the proudest statues | C |
| Will consume their lives in austere study | D |
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| For I have to enchant those submissive lovers | C |
| Pure mirrors that make all things more beautiful | I |
| My eyes my large wide eyes of eternal brightness | C |
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| Translated by William Aggeler | B |
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| Beauty | D |
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| I'm fair O mortals as a dream of stone | E |
| My breasts whereon in turn your wrecks you shatter | B |
| Were made to wake in poets' hearts alone | E |
| A love as indestructible as matter | B |
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| A sky throned sphinx unknown yet I combine | J |
| The cygnet's whiteness with a heart of snow | K |
| I loathe all movement that displaces line | J |
| And neither tears nor laughter do I know | K |
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| Poets before my postures which I seem | L |
| To learn from masterpieces love to dream | L |
| And there in austere thought consume their days | C |
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| I have these docile lovers to subject | M |
| Mirrors that glorify all they reflect | M |
| These eyes great eyes eternal in their blaze | C |
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| Translated by Roy Campbell | I |
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| La Beaut | M |
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| fair as a dream in stone I loom afar | B |
| mortals with dazzling breast where bruised in turn | N |
| all poets fall in silence doomed to burn | N |
| with love eternal as the atoms are | B |
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| white as a swan I throne with heart of snow | K |
| in azure space a sphynx that none divine | J |
| no hateful motion mars my lovely line | J |
| nor tears nor laughter shall I ever know | K |
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| and poets lured by this magnificence | C |
| this grandeur proud as Parian monuments | C |
| toil all their days like martyrs in a spell | O |
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| lovers bewitched are they for I possess | C |
| pure mirrors harbouring worlds of loveliness | C |
| my wide wide eyes where fires eternal dwell | O |
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| Translated by Lewis Piaget Shanks | C |
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| Beauty | M |
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| Conceive me as a dream of stone | E |
| my breast where mortals come to grief | P |
| is made to prompt all poets' love | G |
| mute and noble as matter itself | F |
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| With snow for flesh with ice for heart | M |
| I sit on high an unguessed sphinx | C |
| begrudging acts that alter forms | C |
| I never laugh I never weep | Q |
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| In studious awe the poets brood | M |
| before my monumental pose | C |
| aped from the proudest pedestal | I |
| and to bind these docile lovers fast | M |
| I freeze the world in a perfect mirror | B |
| The timeless light of my wide eyes | C |
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| William A Sigler | B |
Charles Baudelaire
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