Semper eadem

Poem by Charles Baudelaire Collection The Flowers of EvilThemes SadnessPeriod 19th century

“” Whence comes it, you would ask, this strange sadness,
Rising like the sea over the black and bare rock? “”
— When our heart has once gathered its vintage,
To live is an evil. It is a secret known to all,

A very simple and not mysterious pain,
And, like your joy, dazzling to all.
Cease then to search, O beautiful curious one!
And, though your voice be sweet, be silent!

Be silent, ignorant one! soul forever delighted!
Mouth of childish laughter! Even more than Life,
Death often holds us by subtle bonds.

Let, let my heart become drunk with a lie,
Plunge into your beautiful eyes as into a beautiful dream,
And slumber long in the shadow of your eyelashes!

Charles Baudelaire

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