English: I am fair, O mortals! like a dream carved in stone, And my breast where each one in turn has bruised himself Is made to inspire in the poet a love As eternal and silent as matter.
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Je suis belle, ô mortels! comme un rêve de pierre, Et mon sein, où chacun s'est meurtri tour à tour, Est fait pour inspirer au poète un amour Eternel et muet ainsi que la matière. -- 'La Beauté' by Charles Baudelaire (1857)pic.twitter.com/LNQPErjukh
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merci de partager ces mots avec nous.
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I think Francois Villon is a better fit than the 19th c poets you’ve been quoting; try Ballade pour prier Notre Dame. But then read Le Grand Testament . The real spirit of Paris : Ou don’t les nieges d’antan?
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