Baudelaire Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCD EFGBHIJK LMGN OOPQRSTUE VWXTQY OEIZZOA2 OOB2C2| When I fall asleep and even during sleep | A |
| I hear quite distinctly voices speaking | B |
| Whole phrases commonplace and trivial | C |
| Having no relation to my affairs | D |
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| Dear Mother is any time left to us | E |
| In which to be happy My debts are immense | F |
| My bank account is subject to the court s judgment | G |
| I know nothing I cannot know anything | B |
| I have lost the ability to make an effort | H |
| But now as before my love for you increases | I |
| You are always armed to stone me always | J |
| It is true It dates from childhood | K |
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| For the first time in my long life | L |
| I am almost happy The book almost finished | M |
| Almost seems good It will endure a monument | G |
| To my obsessions my hatred my disgust | N |
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| Debts and inquietude persist and weaken me | O |
| Satan glides before me saying sweetly | O |
| Rest for a day You can rest and play today | P |
| Tonight you will work When night comes | Q |
| My mind terrified by the arrears | R |
| Bored by sadness paralyzed by impotence | S |
| Promises Tomorrow I will tomorrow | T |
| Tomorrow the same comedy enacts itself | U |
| With the same resolution the same weakness | E |
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| I am sick of this life of furnished rooms | V |
| I am sick of having colds and headaches | W |
| You know my strange life Every day brings | X |
| Its quota of wrath You little know | T |
| A poet s life dear Mother I must write poems | Q |
| The most fatiguing of occupations | Y |
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| I am sad this morning Do not reproach me | O |
| I write from a caf near the post office | E |
| Amid the click of billiard balls the clatter of dishes | I |
| The pounding of my heart I have been asked to write | Z |
| A History of Caricature I have been asked to write | Z |
| A History of Sculpture Shall I write a history | O |
| Of the caricatures of the sculptures of you in my heart | A2 |
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| Although it costs you countless agony | O |
| Although you cannot believe it necessary | O |
| And doubt that the sum is accurate | B2 |
| Please send me money enough for at least three weeks | C2 |
Delmore Schwartz
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