Les Phares (the Beacons) Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABAB BABA ACAC AAAA DADA ACAC AAAA ACAB AEAE AAAA FCFC A AGHH BACH IADA DJAA ADDA AACA AADA ADAB AAAE AAAA AHKH B A BHBH CBCB BABA AAAA DADA ADAD CACA LBLB AAAA BCBC ECEC M A DNDN AOAO MAPA CACA CACA ACAC AQAQ DBDB AC

Rubens fleuve d'oubli jardin de la paresseA
Oreiller de chair fra che o l'on ne peut aimerB
Mais o la vie afflue et s'agite sans cesseA
Comme l'air dans le ciel et la mer dans la merB
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L onard de Vinci miroir profond et sombreB
O des anges charmants avec un doux sourisA
Tout charg de myst re apparaissent l'ombreB
Des glaciers et des pins qui ferment leur paysA
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Rembrandt triste h pital tout rempli de murmuresA
Et d'un grand crucifix d cor seulementC
O la pri re en pleurs s'exhale des orduresA
Et d'un rayon d'hiver travers brusquementC
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Michel Ange lieu vague o l'on voit des HerculesA
Se m ler des Christs et se lever tout droitsA
Des fant mes puissants qui dans les cr pusculesA
D chirent leur suaire en tirant leurs doigtsA
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Col res de boxeur impudences de fauneD
Toi qui sus ramasser la beaut des goujatsA
Grand coeur gonfl d'orgueil homme d bile et jauneD
Puget m lancolique empereur des for atsA
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Watteau ce carnaval o bien des coeurs illustresA
Comme des papillons errent en flamboyantC
D cors frais et l gers clair s par des lustresA
Qui versent la folie ce bal tournoyantC
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Goya cauchemar plein de choses inconnuesA
De foetus qu'on fait cuire au milieu des sabbatsA
De vieilles au miroir et d'enfants toutes nuesA
Pour tenter les d mons ajustant bien leurs basA
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Delacroix lac de sang hant des mauvais angesA
Ombrag par un bois de sapins toujours vertC
O sous un ciel chagrin des fanfares trangesA
Passent comme un soupir touff de WeberB
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Ces mal dictions ces blasph mes ces plaintesA
Ces extases ces cris ces pleurs ces Te DeumE
Sont un cho redit par mille labyrinthesA
C'est pour les coeurs mortels un divin opiumE
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C'est un cri r p t par mille sentinellesA
Un ordre renvoy par mille porte voixA
C'est un phare allum sur mille citadellesA
Un appel de chasseurs perdus dans les grands boisA
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Car c'est vraiment Seigneur le meilleur t moignageF
Que nous puissions donner de notre dignitC
Que cet ardent sanglot qui roule d' ge en geF
Et vient mourir au bord de votre ternitC
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The BeaconsA
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Rubens river of oblivion garden of indolenceA
Pillow of cool flesh where one cannot loveG
But where life moves and whirls incessantlyH
Like the air in the sky and the tide in the seaH
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Leonardo dark unfathomable mirrorB
In which charming angels with sweet smilesA
Full of mystery appear in the shadowC
Of the glaciers and pines that enclose their countryH
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Rembrandt gloomy hospital filled with murmuringI
Ornamented only with a large crucifixA
Lit for a moment by a wintry sunD
Where from rot and ordure rise tearful prayersA
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Angelo shadowy place where Hercules' are seenD
Mingling with Christs and rising straight upJ
Powerful phantoms which in the twilightsA
Rend their winding sheets with outstretched fingersA
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Boxer's wrath shamelessness of Fauns you whose geniusA
Showed to us the beauty in a villainD
Great heart filled with pride sickly yellow manD
Puget melancholy emperor of galley slavesA
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Watteau carnival where the loves of many famous heartsA
Flutter capriciously like butterflies with gaudy wingsA
Cool airy settings where the candelabras' lightC
Touches with madness the couples whirling in the danceA
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Goya nightmare full of unknown thingsA
Of fetuses roasted in the midst of witches' sabbathsA
Of old women at the mirror and of nude childrenD
Tightening their hose to tempt the demonsA
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Delacroix lake of blood haunted by bad angelsA
Shaded by a wood of fir trees ever greenD
Where under a gloomy sky strange fanfaresA
Pass like a stifled sigh from WeberB
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These curses these blasphemies these lamentationsA
These Te Deums these ecstasies these cries these tearsA
Are an echo repeated by a thousand labyrinthsA
They are for mortal hearts a divine opiumE
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They are a cry passed on by a thousand sentinelsA
An order re echoed through a thousand megaphonesA
They are a beacon lighted on a thousand citadelsA
A call from hunters lost deep in the woodsA
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For truly Lord the clearest proofsA
That we can give of our nobilityH
Are these impassioned sobs that through the ages rollK
And die away upon the shore of your EternityH
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Translated by William AggelerB
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The BeaconsA
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Rubens the grove of case Nepenthe's riverB
Couch of cool flesh where Love may never beH
But where life ever flows and seems to quiverB
As air in heaven or in the sea the seaH
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Da Vinci dusky mirror and profoundC
Where angels smiling mystery appearB
Shaded by pines and glaciers that surroundC
And seem to shut their country in the rearB
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Rembrandt sad hospital of murmurs whereB
Adorned alone by one great crucifixA
From offal heaps exhales the weeping prayerB
That winter shoots a sunbeam to transfixA
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Vague region Michelangelo where TitansA
Are mixed with Christs and strong ghosts rise in crowdsA
To stand bolt upright in the gloom that lightensA
With gristly talons tearing through their shroudsA
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Rage of the boxer mischief of the faunD
Extracting beauty out of blackguards' looksA
The heart how proud the man how pinched and drawnD
Puget the mournful emperor of crooksA
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Watteau the carnival where famous heartsA
Go flitting by like butterflies that burnD
While through gay scenes each chandelier impartsA
A madness to the dancers as they turnD
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Goya's a nightmare full of things unguessedC
Of foeti stewed on nights of witches' revelsA
Crones ogle mirrors children scarcely dressedC
Adjust their hose to tantalise the devilsA
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A lake of gore where fallen angels dwellL
Is Delacroix by firwoods ever fairB
Where under fretful skies strange fanfares swellL
Like Weber's sighs and heartbeats in the airB
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These curses blasphemies and lamentationsA
These ecstasies tears cries and soaring psalmsA
Through endless mazes their reverberationsA
Bring to our mortal hearts divinest balmsA
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A thousand sentinels repeat the cryB
A thousand trumpets echo Beacon tossedC
A thousand summits flare it through the skyB
A call of hunters in the jungle lostC
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And certainly this is the most sublimeE
Proof of our worth and value Oh DivinityC
That this great sob rolls on through ageless timeE
To die upon the shores of your infinityC
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Translated by Roy CampbellM
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Les PharesA
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Rubens great river of oblivionD
garden of ease cool flesh no lovers craveN
but where the floods of life unceasing runD
like wind on wind or wave on ocean waveN
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Da Vinci deep and sombre looking glassA
enchanting angels haunt with subtle smileO
all mystery charged while shadows dark amassA
and pines and ice cliffs bound their prison isleO
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Rembrandt a piteous murmuring hospitalM
where ordure streams in tears and orisonsA
stripped to the crucifix on one bare wallP
illumed by one chill dart from wintry sunsA
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vast desert void o Michael AngeloC
where TItans mix with Christs and twilight cloudsA
where mighty spectres rise up stark and slowC
whose opening fingers rend their mouldered shroudsA
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the rage of boxers and the satyrs' lustC
thou who hast found a grace in toiling knavesA
great heart in a poor bilious body thrustC
Puget the gloomy king of galley slavesA
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Watteau bright carnival where courtly pairsA
like butterflies in satin flit aboutC
flaming in misty groves 'neath resin flaresA
which pour their madness on the whirling routC
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Goya who in a nightmare horde unfurlsA
hags boiling foetuses in witches' milkQ
beldames before the glass and naked girlsA
for demon lovers tightening hose of silkQ
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and Delacroix dark lake of blood forlornD
'mid fadeless firs where evil angels fareB
a sullen sky wherefrom a faery hornD
floats faint as Oberon's horn through muffling airB
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these curses blasphemies and these lamentsA
these ecstasies cries tears hossanas froC

Charles Baudelaire



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