<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=354495" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>N'est ce pas qu'il est doux-In (Is it not pleasant)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Is it not pleasant, now we are tired,<br>and tarnished, like other men, to search for those fires<br>in the furthest East, where, again, we might see<br>morning's new dawn, and, in mad history,<br>hear the echoes, that vanish behind us, the sighs<br>of the young loves, God gives, at the start of our lives?</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> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=354495" data-title="N'est ce pas qu'il est doux-In (Is it not pleasant) de Charles Baudelaire" data-description="Is it not pleasant, now we are tired, and tarnished, like other men, to search for those fires in the furthest East, where, again, we might see morning's new dawn, and, in mad history, hear the echoes, that vanish behind us, the sighs of the young..."></div> </div> </div>

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