Whose hearts must I break? What lies must I maintain? – Through whose blood am I to wade ?
ARTHUR RIMBAUDThe 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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What an old maid I’m getting to be. Lacking the courage to be in love with death!
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I found I could extinguish all human hope from my soul.
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Eternity. It is the sea mingled with the sun.
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As I descended into impassable rivers I no longer felt guided by the ferrymen.
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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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The northern lights rise like a kiss to the sea.
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The Sun, the hearth of affection and life, pours burning love on the delighted earth.
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O seasons, O castles, What soul is without flaws? All its lore is known to me, Felicity, it enchants us all.
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What a life! True life is elsewhere. We are not in the world.
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Idle youth, enslaved to everything; by being too sensitive I have wasted my life.
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Once, if I remember well, my life was a feast where all hearts opened and all wines flowed.
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I am the slave of my baptism. Parents, you have caused my misfortune, and you have caused your own.
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Is it in these bottomless nights that you sleep in exile?
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It is wrong to say: I think. One ought to say: I am thought. I is someone else.
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My wisdom is as spurned as chaos. What is my nothingness, compared to the amazement that awaits you?
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