The Voyage Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A BCBCDEDEEFEEGDGDHCEC EIEI EJKGILMLEEEECNCNEEEE OEDE ELELEEEEEHPEPQEEEERE EEDRDRELELEEEEEEEESH EETEUEVEVEWXWYEYEEEE EJEJEHZEZEA2B2EC2EFE FD2E2D2E2EF2EF2EG2EG 2EED2H2HECECEEEE

Maxime du CampA
I-
For the child in love with globe and stampsB
the universe equals his vast appetiteC
Ah How great the world is in the light of the lampsB
In the eyes of memory how small and slightC
One morning we set out minds filled with fireD
travel following the rhythm of the seasE
hearts swollen with resentment and bitter desireD
soothing in the finite waves our infinitiesE
Some happy to leave a land of infamiesE
some the horrors of childhood others whose doomF
is to drown in a woman s eyes their astrologiesE
the tyrannous Circe s dangerous perfumesE
In order not to become wild beasts they stunG
themselves with space and light and skies of fireD
The ice that stings them and the scorching sunG
slowly erase the marks of their desireD
But the true voyagers are those who leaveH
only to move hearts like balloons as lightC
they never swerve from their destiniesE
and without knowing why say always FlightC
Those whose desires take on cloud likenessesE
who dream of vast sensualities the sameI
way a conscript dreams of the guns shifting vaguenessesE
that the human spirit cannot nameI
II-
We imitate oh horror tops and bowlsE
in their leaps and bounds and even in dreams dumbJ
curiosity torments us and we are rolledK
as if by a cruel Angel that whips the sunG
Strange fate where the goal never stays the sameI
and belonging nowhere perhaps it s no matter whereL
Man whose hope never tires as if insaneM
rushes on in search of rest through the airL
Our soul a three master heads for the isle of IcarusE
A voice booms from the bridge Skin your eyesE
A voice from aloft eager and maddened calls to usE
Love Fame Happiness Hell it s a rock it criesE
On every island that the lookouts sightC
destiny promises its EldoradoN
Imagination conjuring an orgiastic riteC
finds only a barren reef in the afterglowN
O the poor lover of chimeric sandsE
Clap him in irons toss him in the seaE
this drunken sailor inventing New Found LandsE
whose mirage fills the abyss with fresh miseryE
Like an old tramp trudging through the mireO
dreaming head up of dazzling paradiseE
his gaze bewitched discovering Capua s fireD
wherever a candlelit hovel meets his eyesE
III-
Astounding travellers What historiesE
we read in your eyes deeper than the ocean thereL
Show us the treasures of your rich memoriesE
marvellous jewels made of stars and airL
We wish to voyage without steam or sailsE
Project on our spirits stretched out like the sheetsE
lightening the tedium of our prison talesE
your past the horizon s furthest reach completesE
Tell us what did you seeE
IVH
We saw the sandP
and waves we also saw the starsE
despite the shocks disasters the unplannedP
we were often just as bored as beforeQ
The sunlight s glory on the violet shoalsE
the cities glory as the sunlight wanesE
kindled that restless longing in our soulsE
to plunge into the sky s reflected flamesE
The richest cities the greatest scenes we foundR
never contained the magnetic luresE
of those that chance fashioned in the cloudsE
Always desire rent us on distant shoresE
Enjoyment adds strength to our desireD
Desire old tree for whom pleasure is the groundR
while your bark thickens as you grow higherD
your branches long to touch the sky you soundR
Will you grow forever mighty treeE
more alive than cypress Though we have brought with careL
a few specimens for your album leavesE
brothers who find beauty in objects from out thereL
We have saluted gods of ivoryE
thrones jewelled with constellated gleamsE
sculpted palaces whose walls of faeryE
to your bankers would be ruinous dreamsE
Clothes that to your vision bring drunkennessE
women with painted teeth and breastsE
juggling savants gliding snakes caressE
VE
And then what thenS
VIH
O ChildishnessE
Not to forget the main thing everywhereE
effortlessly through this world we ve seenT
from top to bottom of the fatal stairE
the tedious spectacle of eternal sinU
Woman vile slave full of pride and foolishnessE
adoring herself without laughing loving without disgustV
Man greedy tyrant harsh lewd mercilessE
slave of that slave a sewer in the dustV
The torturer who plays the martyr who sobsE
the feast perfumed and moist from the bloody dripW
the poison of power corrupting the despotX
the crowd in love with the stupefying whipW
Several religions just like our ownY
all climbing heaven SanctityE
like an invalid under the eiderdownY
finding in nails and hair shirts ecstasyE
Drunk with its genius chattering HumanityE
as mad today as ever or even worseE
crying to God in furious agonyE
' O my likeness my master take my curseE
And the least stupid harsh lovers of DeliriumJ
fleeing the great herd guarded by DestinyE
taking refuge in the depths of opiumJ
That is the news from the whole world s countryE
VIIH
Bitter the knowledge we get from travellingZ
Today tomorrow yesterday the world shows what we seeE
monotonous and mean our image beckoningZ
an oasis of horror in a desert of ennuiE
Shall we go or stay Stay if you can stayA2
Go if you must One runs another crouches to eludeB2
Time that vigilant shadow enemyE
Alas There are runners for whom nothing is any goodC2
like Apostles or wandering JewsE
nothing no vessel or railway car they assumeF
can flee this vile slave driver others whoseE
minds can kill him without leaving their roomF
When at last he places his foot on our spine aD2
hope still stirs and we can shout ForwardE2
Just as when we left for ChinaD2
the wind in our hair and our eyes fixed to starboardE2
sailing over the Shadowy seaE
with a young traveller s joyous mindF2
Do you hear those voices sadly seductivelyE
chanting Over here if you would findF2
the perfumed Lotus It s here we pressE
miraculous fruits on which your hopes dependG2
Come and be drunk on the strange sweetnessE
of the afternoons that never endG2
Behind a familiar tongue we see the spectreE
Our Pylades stretches his arms towards our faceE
To renew your heart swim towards your ElectraD2
she calls whose knees we once embracedH2
VIIIH
O Death old captain it is time Weigh anchorE
This land wearies us O Death Take flightC
If the sky and sea are dark as ink s black rancourE
our hearts as you must know are filled with lightC
Pour out your poison and dissolve our fearsE
Its fire so burns our minds we yearn it s trueE
to plunge to the Void s depths Heaven or Hell who caresE
Into the Unknown s depths to find the newE

Charles Baudelaire



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