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Arthur Rimbaud Quote - One evening I sat Beauty on my knees – And I found her bitter – And I reviled her.

One evening I sat Beauty on my knees – And I found her bitter – And I reviled her.

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Romanticism has never been properly judged. Who was there to judge it? The critics!
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Criticism Judgement Proper
I am alone in possessing a key to this barbarous sideshow.
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Alone Himself Key Possession
It began as research. I wrote of silences, of nights, I scribbled the indescribable. I tied down the vertigo.
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Stronger than alcohol, vaster than poetry, Ferment the freckled red bitterness of love!
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I shed more tears than God could ever have required.
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What a life! True life is elsewhere. We are not in the world.
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A man who wants to mutilate himself is certainly damned, isn’t he?
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The northern lights rise like a kiss to the sea.
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Yet this is the watch by night. Let us all accept new strength, and real tenderness. And at dawn, armed with glowing patience, we will enter the cities of glory.
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Life is the farce we are all forced to endure.
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I turned silences and nights into words. What was unutterable, I wrote down. I made the whirling world stand still.
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Myself Night Silence Stand Word World Writing
The Sun, the hearth of affection and life, pours burning love on the delighted earth.
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Affection Burn Delight Earth Heart Life Love Sun
A thousand Dreams within me softly burn: From time to time my heart is like some oak Whose blood runs golden where a branch is torn.
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You feel on your lips a kiss Fluttering, a tiny scrap of life.
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To whom shall I hire myself out? What beast should I adore? What holy image is attacked? What hearts shall I break? What lies shall I uphold? In what blood tread?
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Admire Blood Evil Heart Image Monster Myself
I may die of earthly love, or of devotion.
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