Flowers of Evil-Charles Baudelaire, James Huneker
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LähiTapiola.fi kautta auto. Palvelun tarjoavat LähiTapiolan vahinko- ja alueyhtiöt. LähiTapiola. Samalla puolella. THE FLOWERS OF EVIL by Charles Baudelaire. Translated by Frank Pierce Sturm. THE DANCE OF DEATH carrying bouquet and handkerchief and gloves proud of her height as when she lived she moves with all the careless and high-stepping grace and the extravagant courtesan's thin face was slimmer waist e'er in a ballroom wooed her floating robe in royal amplitude falls in deep folds around a dry-foot shod with a bright flower-like shoe that gems the sod the swarms that hum about her collar bones as the lascivious streams caress the stones conceal from every scornful jest that flies her gloomy beauty
and her fathomless eyes are made of shade and void with flowery sprays her skull is wreathed artistically and sways feeble and weak on her frail vertebr o charm of nothing decked in folly they who laugh and name you a caricature they see not they whom flesh and blood allure the nameless grace of every bleached bare bone that is most dear to me tall skeleton come you to trouble with your potent sneer the feast of life or are you driven here to pleasure's sabbath by dead lusts that stir and goad your moving corpse on with a spur or do you hope when sing the violins and the pale candle flame lights up our sins to drive some mocking nightmare far apart and cool the flame hell lighted in your heart fathomless well of fault and foolishness eternal alembic of antique distress still o'er the curved white trellis of your sides the sateless wandering serpent curls and glides
and truth to tell i fear lest you should find among us here no lover to your mind which of these hearts beat for the smile you gave the charms of horror please none but the brave your eye's black gulf where awful broodings stir brings giddiness the prudent reveller sees while a horror grips him from beneath the eternal smile of thirty-two white teeth for he who has not folded in his arms a skeleton nor fed on graveyard charms recks not of fur below or paint or scent when horror comes the way that beauty went oh irresistible with fleshless face say to these dancers in their dazzled race proud lovers with the paint above your bones ye shall taste death musk scented skeletons withered antinous dandies with plump faces ye varnished cadavers and grey love laces ye go to lands unknown and void of breath drawn by the rumour of the dance of death
from sane's cold keys to ganges burning stream the mortal troops dance onward in a dream they do not see within the open sky the angel's sinister trumpet raised on high in every clime and under every sun death laughs at ye mad mortals as ye run and oft perfumes herself with myrrh like ye and mingles with your madness
The Beacons by Charles Baudelaire. Read for LibriVox.org by Alan Mapstone. Reuben's oblivious garden of indolence, pillow of cool flesh where no man dreams of love, where life flows forth in troubled opulence, as airs in heaven and seas in ocean move. leonard da vinci sombre and fathomless glass where lovely angels with calm lips that smile heavy with mystery in the shadows pass among the ice and pines that guard some isle rembrandt sad hospital that a murmuring fills where one tall crucifix hangs on the walls where every tear drowned prayer some woe distils and one cold wintry ray obliquely falls
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Chapters
4 chapters
1
What is the opening advertisement and how does it lead into the episode?
0:00–13:11
2
How does the narrator introduce “The Flowers of Evil” by Charles Baudelaire?
13:11–18:51
3
What themes are explored in the poem “The Dance of Death”?
18:51–1:48:16
4
How does “The Beacons” reflect Baudelaire’s view of beauty and decay?
1:48:16–1:52:54