THE SPIRITUAL DAWN
by: Charles Baudelaire (1821-1867)
- hen the morning white and rosy breaks,
- With the gnawing Ideal, upon the debauchee,
- By the power of a strange decree,
- Within the sotted beast an Angel wakes.
- The mental Heaven's inaccessible blue,
- For wearied mortals that still dream and mourn,
- Expands and sinks; towards the chasm drawn.
- Thus, cherished goddess, Being pure and true
- Upon the rests of foolish orgy-nights
- Thine image, more sublime, more pink, more clear,
- Before my staring eyes is ever there.
- The sun has darkened all the candle lights;
- And thus thy spectre like the immortal sun,
- Is ever victoriousthou resplendent one!
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|"The Spiritual Dawn" is reprinted from The Flowers of Evil. Charles Baudelaire. London: Elkin Mathews, 1909.