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 paresse | A |
| Oreiller de chair fra che o l'on ne peut aimer | B |
| Mais o la vie afflue et s'agite sans cesse | A |
| Comme l'air dans le ciel et la mer dans la mer | B |
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| L onard de Vinci miroir profond et sombre | B |
| O des anges charmants avec un doux souris | A |
| Tout charg de myst re apparaissent l'ombre | B |
| Des glaciers et des pins qui ferment leur pays | A |
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| Rembrandt triste h pital tout rempli de murmures | A |
| Et d'un grand crucifix d cor seulement | C |
| O la pri re en pleurs s'exhale des ordures | A |
| Et d'un rayon d'hiver travers brusquement | C |
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| Michel Ange lieu vague o l'on voit des Hercules | A |
| Se m ler des Christs et se lever tout droits | A |
| Des fant mes puissants qui dans les cr puscules | A |
| D chirent leur suaire en tirant leurs doigts | A |
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| Col res de boxeur impudences de faune | D |
| Toi qui sus ramasser la beaut des goujats | A |
| Grand coeur gonfl d'orgueil homme d bile et jaune | D |
| Puget m lancolique empereur des for ats | A |
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| Watteau ce carnaval o bien des coeurs illustres | A |
| Comme des papillons errent en flamboyant | C |
| D cors frais et l gers clair s par des lustres | A |
| Qui versent la folie ce bal tournoyant | C |
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| Goya cauchemar plein de choses inconnues | A |
| De foetus qu'on fait cuire au milieu des sabbats | A |
| De vieilles au miroir et d'enfants toutes nues | A |
| Pour tenter les d mons ajustant bien leurs bas | A |
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| Delacroix lac de sang hant des mauvais anges | A |
| Ombrag par un bois de sapins toujours vert | C |
| O sous un ciel chagrin des fanfares tranges | A |
| Passent comme un soupir touff de Weber | B |
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| Ces mal dictions ces blasph mes ces plaintes | A |
| Ces extases ces cris ces pleurs ces Te Deum | E |
| Sont un cho redit par mille labyrinthes | A |
| C'est pour les coeurs mortels un divin opium | E |
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| C'est un cri r p t par mille sentinelles | A |
| Un ordre renvoy par mille porte voix | A |
| C'est un phare allum sur mille citadelles | A |
| Un appel de chasseurs perdus dans les grands bois | A |
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| Car c'est vraiment Seigneur le meilleur t moignage | F |
| Que nous puissions donner de notre dignit | C |
| Que cet ardent sanglot qui roule d' ge en ge | F |
| Et vient mourir au bord de votre ternit | C |
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| The Beacons | A |
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| Rubens river of oblivion garden of indolence | A |
| Pillow of cool flesh where one cannot love | G |
| But where life moves and whirls incessantly | H |
| Like the air in the sky and the tide in the sea | H |
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| Leonardo dark unfathomable mirror | B |
| In which charming angels with sweet smiles | A |
| Full of mystery appear in the shadow | C |
| Of the glaciers and pines that enclose their country | H |
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| Rembrandt gloomy hospital filled with murmuring | I |
| Ornamented only with a large crucifix | A |
| Lit for a moment by a wintry sun | D |
| Where from rot and ordure rise tearful prayers | A |
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| Angelo shadowy place where Hercules' are seen | D |
| Mingling with Christs and rising straight up | J |
| Powerful phantoms which in the twilights | A |
| Rend their winding sheets with outstretched fingers | A |
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| Boxer's wrath shamelessness of Fauns you whose genius | A |
| Showed to us the beauty in a villain | D |
| Great heart filled with pride sickly yellow man | D |
| Puget melancholy emperor of galley slaves | A |
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| Watteau carnival where the loves of many famous hearts | A |
| Flutter capriciously like butterflies with gaudy wings | A |
| Cool airy settings where the candelabras' light | C |
| Touches with madness the couples whirling in the dance | A |
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| Goya nightmare full of unknown things | A |
| Of fetuses roasted in the midst of witches' sabbaths | A |
| Of old women at the mirror and of nude children | D |
| Tightening their hose to tempt the demons | A |
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| Delacroix lake of blood haunted by bad angels | A |
| Shaded by a wood of fir trees ever green | D |
| Where under a gloomy sky strange fanfares | A |
| Pass like a stifled sigh from Weber | B |
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| These curses these blasphemies these lamentations | A |
| These Te Deums these ecstasies these cries these tears | A |
| Are an echo repeated by a thousand labyrinths | A |
| They are for mortal hearts a divine opium | E |
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| They are a cry passed on by a thousand sentinels | A |
| An order re echoed through a thousand megaphones | A |
| They are a beacon lighted on a thousand citadels | A |
| A call from hunters lost deep in the woods | A |
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| For truly Lord the clearest proofs | A |
| That we can give of our nobility | H |
| Are these impassioned sobs that through the ages roll | K |
| And die away upon the shore of your Eternity | H |
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| Translated by William Aggeler | B |
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| The Beacons | A |
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| Rubens the grove of case Nepenthe's river | B |
| Couch of cool flesh where Love may never be | H |
| But where life ever flows and seems to quiver | B |
| As air in heaven or in the sea the sea | H |
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| Da Vinci dusky mirror and profound | C |
| Where angels smiling mystery appear | B |
| Shaded by pines and glaciers that surround | C |
| And seem to shut their country in the rear | B |
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| Rembrandt sad hospital of murmurs where | B |
| Adorned alone by one great crucifix | A |
| From offal heaps exhales the weeping prayer | B |
| That winter shoots a sunbeam to transfix | A |
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| Vague region Michelangelo where Titans | A |
| Are mixed with Christs and strong ghosts rise in crowds | A |
| To stand bolt upright in the gloom that lightens | A |
| With gristly talons tearing through their shrouds | A |
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| Rage of the boxer mischief of the faun | D |
| Extracting beauty out of blackguards' looks | A |
| The heart how proud the man how pinched and drawn | D |
| Puget the mournful emperor of crooks | A |
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| Watteau the carnival where famous hearts | A |
| Go flitting by like butterflies that burn | D |
| While through gay scenes each chandelier imparts | A |
| A madness to the dancers as they turn | D |
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| Goya's a nightmare full of things unguessed | C |
| Of foeti stewed on nights of witches' revels | A |
| Crones ogle mirrors children scarcely dressed | C |
| Adjust their hose to tantalise the devils | A |
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| A lake of gore where fallen angels dwell | L |
| Is Delacroix by firwoods ever fair | B |
| Where under fretful skies strange fanfares swell | L |
| Like Weber's sighs and heartbeats in the air | B |
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| These curses blasphemies and lamentations | A |
| These ecstasies tears cries and soaring psalms | A |
| Through endless mazes their reverberations | A |
| Bring to our mortal hearts divinest balms | A |
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| A thousand sentinels repeat the cry | B |
| A thousand trumpets echo Beacon tossed | C |
| A thousand summits flare it through the sky | B |
| A call of hunters in the jungle lost | C |
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| And certainly this is the most sublime | E |
| Proof of our worth and value Oh Divinity | C |
| That this great sob rolls on through ageless time | E |
| To die upon the shores of your infinity | C |
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| Translated by Roy Campbell | M |
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| Les Phares | A |
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| Rubens great river of oblivion | D |
| garden of ease cool flesh no lovers crave | N |
| but where the floods of life unceasing run | D |
| like wind on wind or wave on ocean wave | N |
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| Da Vinci deep and sombre looking glass | A |
| enchanting angels haunt with subtle smile | O |
| all mystery charged while shadows dark amass | A |
| and pines and ice cliffs bound their prison isle | O |
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| Rembrandt a piteous murmuring hospital | M |
| where ordure streams in tears and orisons | A |
| stripped to the crucifix on one bare wall | P |
| illumed by one chill dart from wintry suns | A |
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| vast desert void o Michael Angelo | C |
| where TItans mix with Christs and twilight clouds | A |
| where mighty spectres rise up stark and slow | C |
| whose opening fingers rend their mouldered shrouds | A |
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| the rage of boxers and the satyrs' lust | C |
| thou who hast found a grace in toiling knaves | A |
| great heart in a poor bilious body thrust | C |
| Puget the gloomy king of galley slaves | A |
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| Watteau bright carnival where courtly pairs | A |
| like butterflies in satin flit about | C |
| flaming in misty groves 'neath resin flares | A |
| which pour their madness on the whirling rout | C |
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| Goya who in a nightmare horde unfurls | A |
| hags boiling foetuses in witches' milk | Q |
| beldames before the glass and naked girls | A |
| for demon lovers tightening hose of silk | Q |
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| and Delacroix dark lake of blood forlorn | D |
| 'mid fadeless firs where evil angels fare | B |
| a sullen sky wherefrom a faery horn | D |
| floats faint as Oberon's horn through muffling air | B |
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| these curses blasphemies and these laments | A |
| these ecstasies cries tears hossanas fro | C |
Charles Baudelaire
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