Читать книгу Poems of Baudelaire (Les Fleurs du Mal) - Charles Baudelaire - Страница 22
ОглавлениеThe Giantess
| Of old when Nature, in her verve defiant, Conceived each day some birth of monstrous mien, I would have lived near some young female giant Like a voluptuous cat beside a queen; To see her body flowering with her soul Freely develop in her mighty games, And in the mists that through her gaze would roll Guess that her heart was hatching sombre flames; To roam her mighty contours as I please, Ramp on the cliff of her tremendous knees, And in the solstice, when the suns that kill Make her stretch out across the land and rest, To sleep beneath the shadow of her breast Like a hushed village underneath a hill. |
