La Muse Vénale (the Venal Muse) Poem Rhyme Scheme

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muse de mon coeur amante des palais	A
Auras tu quand Janvier l chera ses Bor es	B
Durant les noirs ennuis des neigeuses soir es	B
Un tison pour chauffer tes deux pieds violets	C
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Ranimeras tu donc tes paules marbr es	B
Aux nocturnes rayons qui percent les volets	B
Sentant ta bourse sec autant que ton palais	B
R colteras tu l'or des vo tes azur es	B
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II te faut pour gagner ton pain de chaque soir	D
Comme un enfant de choeur jouer de l'encensoir	D
Chanter des Te Deum auxquels tu ne crois gu re	D
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Ou saltimbanque jeun taler tes appas	B
Et ton rire tremp de pleurs qu'on ne voit pas	B
Pour faire panouir la rate du vulgaire	D
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The Venal Muse	B
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Muse of my heart you who love palaces	B
When January frees his north winds will you have	E
During the black ennui of snowy evenings	B
An ember to warm your two feet blue with cold	F
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Will you bring the warmth back to your mottled shoulders	B
With the nocturnal beams that pass through the shutters	B
Knowing that your purse is as dry as your palate	G
Will you harvest the gold of the blue vaulted sky	H
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To earn your daily bread you are obliged	I
To swing the censer like an altar boy	J
And to sing Te Deums in which you don't believe	K
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Or hungry mountebank to put up for sale your charm	L
Your laughter wet with tears which people do not see	B
To make the vulgar herd shake with laughter	D
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Translated by William Aggeler	D
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The Venal Muse	B
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Muse of my heart of palaces the lover	D
Where will you when the blast of winter blows	B
In the black boredom of snowed lights discover	D
A glowing brand to warm your violet toes	B
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How will you there revive your marbled skin	M
At the chill rays your shutters then disperse	B
The gold of azure heavens will you win	M
When empty are your palate and your purse	B
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You'll need each evening then to earn your bread	N
As choirboys swinging censers that are dead	N
Who sing Te Deums which they disbelieve	K
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Or fasting pierrette trade your loveliness	B
And laughter soaked in tears that none can guess	B
The boredom of the vulgar to relieve	K
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Translated by Roy Campbell	O
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The Venal Muse	B
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Lover of palaces Muse of my heart O sweet	P
When hailstones fly from January's frosty sling	Q
On snowy nights amid black ennui who shall bring	Q
A cheery log to thaw your violet chill feet	P
Shall you warm your wan mottled shoulder with the wing	Q
Of bleak nocturnal beams that soar from the dank street	P
Knowing you have no coin in purse nor bread to eat	P
Shall you rake gold from blue arched skies for harvesting	Q
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To earn your daily bread as the dense nights grow denser	D
Shall you play acolyte and blithely swing your censer	D
Chanting faithless Te Deums or a moment after	D
A famished mountebank sell the charmed mysteries	B
Of laughter bathed in tears that no man ever sees	B
To rouse the rabble herd to fits of obscene laughter	D
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Translated by Jacques LeClercq	R
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The Mercenary Muse	B
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Muse of my heart so fond of palaces reply	H
When January sends those blizzards wild and white	S
Shall you have any fire at all to huddle by	H
Chafing your violet feet in the black snowy night	S
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Think when the moon shines through the window shall you try	H
To thaw your marble shoulders in her square of light	S
Think when your purse is empty and your palate dry	H
Can you from the starred heaven snatch all the gold in sight	S
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No no if you would earn your bread you have no choice	B
But to become a choir boy and chant in a loud voice	B
Te Deums you have no faith in and swing your censer high	H
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Or be a mountebank employing all your art	T
Yes on an empty stomach and with an anguished heart	T
To chase the boredom of the liverish gallery	D
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Translated by Edna St Vincent Millay	D
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La Muse v nale	U
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o Muse I love whom palaces delight	S
when 'round thy door the blasts of winter cry	H
wilt have while snowy eves in boredom die	H
one ember left for feet all freezing white	S
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wilt warm thy cold blue shoulders in the light	S
the stars impart through shutters left awry	H
or climb with hungry mouth and purse the sky	H
to glean the gold from azure vaults of night	S
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thou must to earn thy daily bread employ	J
a well swung censer like a choir boy	J
and chant Te Deum from a heart unstirred	S
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or starving clown lay bare thy loveliness	B
and laugh through tears thou darest not confess	B
to rouse the bilious humour of the herd	S
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Translated by Lewis Piaget Shanks	B
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The Venal Muse	B
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O muse of my heart lover of palaces	B
Will you bring when January lets loose its sleet	S
And its black evenings without solace	B
An ember to warm my violet feet	S
What will revive your bruised shoulders	B
The nocturnal rays that pierce the shutters	B
When you cannot feel your palace just your empty billfold	S
How will you harvest the gold of azure vaults and gutters	B
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You should to earn your bread today	S
Like a choir boy with a censer to wave	V
Sings hymns with feeling but without belief	W
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Or a starving rip off artist selling your charm	L
And your laughter shades the tears so no one sees the harm	L
In bringing to bloom an ordinary rat a vulgar thief	W
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Translated by William A Sigler	D
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The Mercenary Muse	B
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O Muse of my heart votary of palaces	B
Shall you when January looses its boreal winds	B
Have any firebrand to warm your violet feet	S
In the black boredoms of snowy evenings	B
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Shall you revive your marble shoulders	B
By the gleams of night that stab the shutters	B
And feeling your purse as empty as your palace	B
Will you reap the gold of azure skies	B
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To win your evening bread you need	S
Like a choir boy to play with the censer	D
To chant the Te Deums you scarcely believe in	M
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Or famished vagabond expose your charms	B
And your laughter soaked in crying that is not seen	X
In order to dispel the spleen of the people	O
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Translated by Geoffrey Wagner	D

Charles Baudelaire

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