by: Charles Baudelaire (1821-1867)
- should have lovederewhile when Heaven conceived
- Each day, some child abnormal and obscene,
- Beside a maiden giantess to have lived,
- Like a luxurious cat at the feet of a queen;
- To see her body flowering with her soul,
- And grow, unchained, in awe-inspiring art,
- Within the mists across her eyes that stole
- To divine the fires entombed within her heart.
- And oft to scramble o'er her mighty limbs,
- And climb the slopes of her enormous knees,
- Or in summer when the scorching sunlight streams
- Across the country, to recline at ease,
- And slumber in the shadow of her breast
- Like an hamlet 'neath the mountain-crest.
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|"The Giantess" is reprinted from The Flowers of Evil. Charles Baudelaire. London: Elkin Mathews, 1909.