MAN AND THE SEA

by: Charles Baudelaire (1821-1867)

ree man! the sea is to thee ever dear!

The sea is thy mirror, thou regardest thy soul

In its mighteous waves that unendingly roll,

And thy spirit is yet not a chasm less drear.




Thou delight'st to plunge deep in thine image down;

Thou tak'st it with eyes and with arms in embrace,

And at times thine own inward voice would'st efface

With the sound of its savage ungovernable moan.




You are both of you, sombre, secretive and deep:

Oh mortal, thy depths are foraye unexplored,

Oh sea—no one knoweth thy dazzling hoard,

You both are so jealous your secrets to keep!




And endless ages have wandered by,

Yet still without pity or mercy you fight,

So mighty in plunder and death your delight:

Oh wrestlers! so constant in enmity!

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