What Is Truth? Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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I once knew a certain Benedicta whose presence filled the air with the ideal and whose eyes spread abroad the desire of grandeur of beauty of glory and of all that makes man believe in immortalityA
But this miraculous maiden was too beautiful for long life so she died soon after I knew her first and it was I myself who entombed her upon a day when spring swung her censer even in the burial ground It was I myself who entombed her fast closed in a coffin of perfumed wood as uncorruptible as the coffers of IndiaB
And as my eyes rested upon the spot where my treasure lay hidden I became suddenly aware of a little being who singularly resembled the dead and who stamping the newly turned earth with a curious and hysterical violence burst into laughter and saidC
It is I the true Benedicta It is I the notorious drab As the punishment of your folly and blindness you shall love me as I truly amD
But I furious replied No The better to emphasise my refusal I struck the ground so violently with my foot that my leg was thrust up to the knee in the recent grave and I like a wolf in a trap was caught perhaps for ever in the Grave of the IdealE

Charles Baudelaire



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