BIEN LOIN D'ICI
by: Charles Baudelaire
is the chamber consecrate,
- Wherein this maiden delicate,
- And enigmatically sedate,
- Fans herself while the moments creep,
- Upon her cushions half-asleep,
- And hears the fountains plash and weep.
- Dorothy's chamber undefiled.
- The winds and waters sing afar
- Their song of sighing strange and wild
- To lull to sleep the petted child.
- From head to foot with subtle care,
- Slaves have perfumed her delicate skin
- With odorous oils and benzoin.
- And flowers faint in a corner there.
MORE POEMS BY CHARLES BAUDELAIRE
'Bien Loin D'ici' is reprinted from
The Poems and Prose Poems of Charles Baudelaire. Ed. James
Huneker. New York: Brentano's, 1919.