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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=354522" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Digging Skeleton</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I<br>In the anatomical plates<br>displayed on the dusty quays<br>where many a dry book sleeps<br>mummified, as in ancient days,<br>drawings to which the gravity<br>and skill of some past artist,<br>despite the gloomy subject<br>have communicated beauty,<br>you’ll see, and it renders those<br>gruesome mysteries more complete,<br>flayed men, and skeletons posed,<br>farm-hands, digging the soil at their feet. <br>II<br>Peasants, dour and resigned,<br>convicts pressed from the grave,<br>what’s the strange harvest, say,<br>for which you hack the ground,<br>bending your backbones there,<br>flexing each fleshless sinew,<br>what farmer’s barn must you<br>labour to fill with such care?<br>Do you seek to show – by that pure,<br>and terrible, emblem of too hard<br>a fate! – that even in the bone-yard<br>the promised sleep’s far from sure:<br>that even the Void’s a traitor:<br>that even Death tells us lies,<br>that in some land new to our eyes,<br>we must, perhaps, alas, forever,<br>and ever, and ever, eternally, <br>wield there the heavy spade,<br>scrape the dull earth, its blade<br>beneath our naked, bleeding feet?</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=354522" data-title="The Digging Skeleton de Charles Baudelaire" data-description="I In the anatomical plates displayed on the dusty quays where many a dry book sleeps mummified, as in ancient days, drawings to which the gravity and skill of some past artist, despite the gloomy subject have communicated beauty, you’ll see, and..."></div> </div> </div>
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