Le Revenant
Comme les anges à l'oeil fauve,
Et je te donnerai, ma brune,
Quand viendra le matin livide,
Comme d'autres par la tendresse, — Charles Baudelaire
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The Ghost
Like angels that have monster eyes,
O darksome beauty, you shall swoon
You shall find but an empty place, Cold until night, and bleak, and drear: As others do by tenderness, So would I rule your youthfulness By harsh immensities of fear.
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