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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=354472" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Le Poison (The Poison)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Le vin sait revêtir le plus sordide bouge<br>D'un luxe miraculeux, <br>Et fait surgir plus d'un portique fabuleux<br>Dans l'or de sa vapeur rouge,<br>Comme un soleil couchant dans un ciel nébuleux.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">L'opium agrandit ce qui n'a pas de bornes,<br>Allonge l'illimité,<br>Approfondit le temps, creuse la volupté,<br>Et de plaisirs noirs et mornes<br>Remplit l'âme au delà de sa capacité.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Tout cela ne vaut pas le poison qui découle<br>De tes yeux, de tes yeux verts,<br>Lacs où mon âme tremble et se voit à l'envers...<br>Mes songes viennent en foule<br>Pour se désaltérer à ces gouffres amers.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Tout cela ne vaut pas le terrible prodige<br>De ta salive qui mord,<br>Qui plonge dans l'oubli mon âme sans remords,<br>Et charriant le vertige,<br>La roule défaillante aux rives de la mort!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Poison</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Wine knows how to adorn the most sordid hovel<br>With marvelous luxury<br>And make more than one fabulous portal appear<br>In the gold of its red mist<br>Like a sun setting in a cloudy sky.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Opium magnifies that which is limitless,<br>Lengthens the unlimited,<br>Makes time deeper, hollows out voluptuousness,<br>And with dark, gloomy pleasures<br>Fills the soul beyond its capacity.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">All that is not equal to the poison which flows<br>From your eyes, from your green eyes,<br>Lakes where my soul trembles and sees its evil side...<br>My dreams come in multitude<br>To slake their thirst in those bitter gulfs.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">All that is not equal to the awful wonder<br>Of your biting saliva,<br>Charged with madness, that plunges my remorseless soul<br>Into oblivion<br>And rolls it in a swoon to the shores of death.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>— Translated by William Aggeler</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Poisons </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Wine can conceal a sordid room<br>In rich, miraculous disguise, <br>And make such porticoes arise<br>Out of its flushed and crimson fume <br>As makes the sunset in the skies.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Opium the infinite enlarges,<br>And lengthens all that is past measure. <br>It deepens time, and digs its treasure,<br>With sad, black raptures it o'ercharges <br>The soul, and surfeits it with pleasure.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Neither are worth the drug so strong<br>That you distil from your green eyes, <br>Lakes where I see my soul capsize<br>Head downwards: and where, in one throng, <br>I slake my dreams, and quench my sighs.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But to your spittle these seem naught — <br>It stings and burns. It steeps my thought <br>And spirit in oblivious gloom,<br>And, in its dizzy onrush caught, <br>Dashes it on the shores of doom.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>— Translated by Roy Campbell</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Le Poison</div><div style="margin:10px 0">wine clothes the sordid walls of hovels old<br>with pomp no palace knows,<br>evokes long peristyles in pillared rows<br>from vaporous red and gold;<br>like sunset with her cloud-built porticoes.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and opium widens all that has no bourn<br>in its unbounded sea;<br>moments grow hours, pleasures cease to be<br>in souls that, overworn, <br>drown in its black abyss of lethargy.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">dread poisons, but more dread the poisoned well<br>of thy green eyes accurst;<br>tarns where I watch my trembling soul, reversed<br>my dreams innumerable<br>throng to those bitter gulfs to slake their thirst.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">dread magic, but thy mouth more dread than these:<br>its wine and hellebore<br>burn, floods of Lethe, in my bosom's core,<br>till winds of madness seize<br>and dash me swooning on Death's barren shore!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>— Translated by Lewis Piaget Shanks</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Charles+Baudelaire">Charles Baudelaire</a><div class=q>
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D'un luxe miraculeux, 
Et fait surgir plus d'un portique fabuleux
Dans l'or de sa vapeur rouge,
Comme un soleil couchant dans un ciel nébuleux.

L'opium agrandit ce qui n'a pas de bornes,
Allonge l'illim..."></div>
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