One day as I unwarily did gaze on those fayre eyes my loves immortall light: the whiles my stonisht hart stood in amaze, through sweet illusion of her lookes delight,I mote perceive how in her glauncing sight, legions of loves...

One day as I unwarily did gaze on those fayre eyes my loves immortall light: the whiles my stonisht hart stood in amaze, through sweet illusion of her lookes delight,I mote perceive how in her glauncing sight, legions of loves...

Ye tradefull Merchants that with weary toyle do seeke most pretious things to make your gain: and both the Indias of their treasures spoile, what needeth you to seeke so farre in vaine?For loe my love doth in her selfe c...

Ye tradefull Merchants that with weary toyle do seeke most pretious things to make your gain: and both the Indias of their treasures spoile, what needeth you to seeke so farre in vaine?For loe my love doth in her selfe c...

Unrighteous Lord of love what law is this, That me thou makest thus tormented be: the whiles she lordeth in licentious blisse of her freewill, scorning both thee and me.See how the Tyrannesse doth joy to see the huge massacres whic...

Unrighteous Lord of love what law is this, That me thou makest thus tormented be: the whiles she lordeth in licentious blisse of her freewill, scorning both thee and me.See how the Tyrannesse doth joy to see the huge massacres whic...

Dayly when I do seeke and sew for peace, And hostages doe offer for my truth: she cruell warriour doth her selfe addresse to battell, and the weary war renew'th.Ne wilbe moov'd with reason or with rewth, to graunt small respit to m...

One day I sought with her hart-thrilling eies to make a truce and termes to entertaine: all fearlesse then of so false enimies, which sought me to entrap in treasons traine.So as I then disarmed did remaine, a wicked ambush which l...

Ma pauvre muse, h;las ! qu’as-tu donc ce matin ? Tes yeux creux sont peupl;s de visions nocturnes, Et je vois tour ; tour r;fl;chis sur ton teint La folie et l’horreur, froides et taciturnes... Шарль Бодлер...

Мой ясный Свет, моих раздумий Умиленье!Лечу к тебе я через годы и века,Но не дошёл до ивы той ещё пока,Где были наши незабвенные мгновенья.И был простор в сердцах трепещущих и душах,И губок жар, и тот волшебный холодок,Когда в...