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Arthur Rimbaud Quote - In the great glasshouses streaming with condensation, the children in mourning-dress beheld marvels.

In the great glasshouses streaming with condensation, the children in mourning-dress beheld marvels.

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Eternity. It is the sea mingled with the sun.
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Eternity Forever Nature Sea Sun
The wolf howled under the leaves And spit out the prettiest feathers Of his meal of fowl: Like him I consume myself.
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Animal Consumption Himself Leaves Myself Wolf
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
Whose hearts must I break? What lies must I maintain? – Through whose blood am I to wade ?
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Blood Break Heart Lying Myself
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
But, truly, I have wept too much! The Dawns are heartbreaking. Every moon is atrocious and every sun bitter.
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Bitter Cry Heart Broken Moon Myself Sun True
But the problem is to make the soul into a monster
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Monster Problem Soul Transformation
I wrote silences; nights; I recorded the unnameable.
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Myself Name Night Poet Record Silence Writing
Is it in these bottomless nights that you sleep in exile?
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Night Sleep Yourself
I believe that I am in hell, therefore I am there.
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Believe Hell Myself
Now I am an outcast. I loathe my country. The best thing for me is a drunken sleep on the beach.
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Best Country Drink Hate Myself Sleep
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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Blood Burn Dreams Heart Myself Soft Time Tree
And I am still alive-what though, my damnation is eternal. A man who deliberately mutilates himself is truly damned, is he not? I believe that I am in hell, therefore I am.
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Alive Believe Forever Hell Man Myself True
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
Genius is the recovery of childhood at will.
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Childhood Discover Genius
A man who wants to mutilate himself is certainly damned, isn’t he?
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Himself Imitation Mad Man Weird

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