THE LIVING FLAME
by: Charles Baudelaire
 HEY
pass before me, these Eyes full of light,
- Eyes made magnetic by some angel wise;
- The holy brothers pass before my sight,
- And cast their diamond fires in my dim eyes.
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- They keep me from all sin and error grave,
- They set me in the path whence Beauty came;
- They are my servants, and I am their slave,
- And all my soul obeys the living flame.
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- Beautiful Eyes that gleam with mystic light
- As candles lighted at full noon; the sun
- Dims not your flame phantastical and bright.
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- You sing the dawn; they celebrate life done;
- Marching you chaunt my soul's awakening hymn,
- Stars that no sun has ever made grow dim!
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'The Living Flame' is reprinted
from The Poems and Prose Poems of Charles Baudelaire.
Ed. James Huneker. New York: Brentano's, 1919. |
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