The Offended Moon - (Twelve Translations From Charles Baudelaire)
O moon, O lamp of hill and secret dale! Thou whom our fathers, ages out of mind, Worshipped in thy blue heaven, whilst behind Thy stars streamed after thee a glittering trail, Dost see the poet, weary-eyed and pale, Or lovers on their happy beds reclined, Showing white teeth in sleep, or vipers twined, 'Neath the dry sward; or in a golden veil Stealest thou with faint footfall o'er the grass As of old, to kiss from twilight unto dawn The faded charms of thine Endymion?... "O child of this sick century, I see Thy grey-haired mother leering in her glass And plastering the breast that suckled thee!"
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"O moon, O lamp of hill and secret dale!..."
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