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I went out under the sky, Muse! and I was your vassal.

Arthur Rimbaud

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 shed more tears than God could ever have required.
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God Myself Ocean Tears
It is wrong to say: I think. One ought to say: I am thought. I is someone else.
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Myself Thinking Wrong
Stronger than alcohol, vaster than poetry, Ferment the freckled red bitterness of love!
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Alcohol Bitter Love Poetry Strong
Life is the farce we are all forced to endure.
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Endurance Force Life
It was the voice of mad seas, roaring immense, That shattered your infant breast, too soft, too human.
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Body Break Human Mad Soft Voice
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
And from that time on I bathed in the Poem Of the Sea, star-infused and churned into milk, Devouring the green azures; where, entranced in pallid flotsam, A dreaming drowned man sometimes goes down.
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Dreams Man Myself Poem Sea Time
What a life! True life is elsewhere. We are not in the world.
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Life True World
The northern lights rise like a kiss to the sea.
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Kiss Light Rise Sea
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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Acceptance Glory Night Patience Reality Strength Tender
The poet makes himself a voyant through a long, immense reasoned deranging of all his senses. All the forms of love, of suffering, of madness; he tries to find himself, he exhausts in himself all the poisons, to keep only their quintessences.
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Himself Journey Poet Poison Travel
Morality is the weakness of the mind.
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Mindset Moral Weakness
Only divine love bestows the keys of knowledge.
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Divine Key Knowledge Love
I have stretched ropes from steeple to steeple; garlands from window to window; golden chains from star to star, and I dance.
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Dance Gold Myself Rope Star Window
It began as research. I wrote of silences, of nights, I scribbled the indescribable. I tied down the vertigo.
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Beginning Myself Night Research Silence

I went out under the sky, Muse! and I was your vassal.

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