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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=354501" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Parisian Dream</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Á Constantine Guys<br>I<br>The vague and distant image<br>of this landscape, so terrifying,<br>on which no mortal’s gazed<br>thrilled me again this morning.<br>Sleep is full of miracles!<br>By a singular caprice<br>from that unfolding spectacle<br>I’d banned all shapeless leaf,<br>a painter proud of my artistry<br>I savoured in my picture<br>the enchanting monotony <br>of metal, marble, water.<br>Babel of stairs and arcades,<br>it was an infinite palace<br>full of pools and cascades,<br>falling gold, burnt, or lustreless:<br>and heavy cataracts there<br>like curtains of crystal,<br>dazzling, hung in air<br>from walls of metal.<br>Not trees, but colonnades<br>circled the sleeping pools<br>where colossal naiads gazed<br>at themselves, as women do.<br>Between banks of rose and green,<br>the blue water stretched,<br>for millions of leagues <br>to the universe’s edge:<br>there were un-heard of stones,<br>and magic waves: there were,<br>dazzled by everything shown,<br>enormous quivering mirrors!<br>Impassive and taciturn,<br>Ganges, in the firmament,<br>poured treasures from the urn<br>into abysses of diamond.<br>Architect of this spell,<br>I made a tame ocean swell<br>entirely at my will,<br>through a jewelled tunnel:<br>and all, seemed glossy, clear<br>iridescent: even the shades <br>of black, liquid glory there<br>in light’s crystallised rays.<br>Not a single star, no trace<br>of a sun even, low in the sky,<br>to illuminate this wondrous place<br>that shone with intrinsic fire!<br>And over these shifting wonders<br>hovered (oh dreadful novelty!<br>All for the eye, none for the ear!)<br>the silence of eternity.<br>II<br>Opening eyes filled with flame<br>I saw the horrors of my hovel,<br>and felt the barbs of shameful<br>care, re-entering my soul:<br>brutally with gloomy blows<br>the clock struck mid-day,<br>and the sky poured shadows<br>on a world, benumbed and grey.</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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The vague and distant image
of this landscape, so terrifying,
on which no mortal’s gazed
thrilled me again this morning.
Sleep is full of miracles!
By a singular caprice
from that unfolding spectacle
I’d banned all shapel..."></div>
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