{"id":7672,"date":"2011-06-23T20:11:12","date_gmt":"2011-06-24T00:11:12","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/blogs.transparent.com\/french\/?p=7672"},"modified":"2017-10-19T14:18:46","modified_gmt":"2017-10-19T12:18:46","slug":"baudelaires-les-fleurs-du-mal-the-flowers-of-evil","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blogs.transparent.com\/french\/baudelaires-les-fleurs-du-mal-the-flowers-of-evil\/","title":{"rendered":"Baudelaire&#8217;s &#8220;Les Fleurs du Mal&#8221; (The Flowers of Evil)"},"content":{"rendered":"<div style=\"text-align: left;\"><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #000000;\">Unbeknownst to many French people, Charles Baudelaire has for long cultivated &#8220;<em><a href=\"https:\/\/blogs.transparent.com\/french\/le-jardin-secret-the-secret-garden\/\"><span style=\"color: #000000;\">un jardin secret<\/span><\/a>&#8221; <\/em>(&#8220;a secret garden.&#8221;) But make no mistake about it, ladies and gentlemen: That was by no means an ordinary garden&#8230;<\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #000000;\"><br \/>\nThe &#8220;flowers&#8221; he grew in there were in fact so evil that they did not require the services of\u00a0<em>un jardinier <\/em>(a gardner), but rather the special intervention of a highly experienced <a href=\"https:\/\/blogs.transparent.com\/french\/la-plume-de-ma-tante-my-aunts-pen\/\"><span style=\"color: #000000;\">exorcist<\/span><\/a>!<\/span><span style=\"color: #000000;\"><strong><br \/>\n<\/strong><\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #000000;\"><em><br \/>\n<\/em>Today, you&#8217;re invited to discover (or probably re-discover) a deemed &#8220;<strong>classic<\/strong>&#8221; of French\u00a0<em><strong>po\u00e9sie<\/strong><\/em> (poetry), extracted from\u00a0<strong>&#8220;<em>Les Fleurs du Mal<\/em>&#8221; <\/strong>of\u00a0<strong>Charles Baudelaire<\/strong>. Credits of the translation\u00a0goes to\u00a0<strong>Jacques LeClercq<\/strong>,\u00a0&#8220;<strong>Flowers of Evil<\/strong>&#8221; (1958.)<\/span><\/div>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #000000;\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?v=s-Q87doHJlA\">http:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?v=s-Q87doHJlA<\/a><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\">\n<table class=\" alignleft\" border=\"0\" width=\"80%\" cellspacing=\"0\" cellpadding=\"3\" align=\"left\">\n<tbody>\n<tr>\n<td align=\"left\" valign=\"top\" width=\"50%\"><span style=\"color: #000000;\"><em><strong>Viens-tu du ciel profond ou sors-tu de l&#8217;ab\u00eeme,<br \/>\nO Beaut\u00e9?<br \/>\nTon regard, infernal et divin,<br \/>\nVerse confus\u00e9ment le bienfait et le crime,Et l&#8217;on peut pour cela te comparer au vin.\u00a0<em><strong>Tu contiens dans ton oeil le couchant et l&#8217;aurore;<br \/>\nTu r\u00e9pands des parfums comme un soir orageux;<br \/>\nTes baisers sont un philtre et ta bouche une amphore<br \/>\nQui font le h\u00e9ros l\u00e2che et l&#8217;enfant courageux.<\/strong><\/em>\u00a0<\/strong><\/em><\/span><span style=\"color: #000000;\"><em><strong>Sors-tu du gouffre noir ou descends-tu des astres?<br \/>\nLe Destin charm\u00e9 suit tes jupons comme un chien;<br \/>\nTu s\u00e8mes au hasard la joie et les d\u00e9sastres,<br \/>\nEt tu gouvernes tout et ne r\u00e9ponds de rien.<\/strong><\/em><\/span><span style=\"color: #000000;\"><em><strong>Tu marches sur des morts, Beaut\u00e9, dont tu te moques;<br \/>\nDe tes bijoux l&#8217;Horreur n&#8217;est pas le moins charmant,<br \/>\nEt le Meurtre, parmi tes plus ch\u00e8res breloques,<br \/>\nSur ton ventre orgueilleux danse amoureusement.<\/strong><\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\"><em><strong>L&#8217;\u00e9ph\u00e9m\u00e8re \u00e9bloui vole vers toi, chandelle,<br \/>\nCr\u00e9pite, flambe et dit: B\u00e9nissons ce flambeau!<br \/>\nL&#8217;amoureux pantelant inclin\u00e9 sur sa belle<br \/>\nA l&#8217;air d&#8217;un moribond caressant son tombeau.<\/strong><\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\"><em><strong>Que tu viennes du ciel ou de l&#8217;enfer, qu&#8217;importe,<br \/>\n\u00d4 Beaut\u00e9! monstre \u00e9norme, effrayant, ing\u00e9nu!<br \/>\nSi ton oeil, ton souris, ton pied, m&#8217;ouvrent la porte<br \/>\nD&#8217;un Infini que j&#8217;aime et n&#8217;ai jamais connu?<\/strong><\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\"><em><strong>De Satan ou de Dieu, qu&#8217;importe? Ange ou Sir\u00e8ne,<br \/>\nQu&#8217;importe, si tu rends, \u2014 f\u00e9e aux yeux de velours,<br \/>\nRythme, parfum, lueur, \u00f4 mon unique reine! \u2014<br \/>\nL&#8217;univers moins hideux et les instants moins lourds?<\/strong><\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\">\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\">\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\">\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\">\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\">\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\">\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\">\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\">\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\">\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\">\u00a0<\/span><\/td>\n<td align=\"left\" valign=\"top\" width=\"50%\"><span style=\"color: #000000;\">Did you fall from high heaven or surge from the abyss,O Beauty?Your bright gaze, infernal and divine,<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\"> Confusedly pours out courage and cowardice,\u00a0<\/span><span style=\"color: #000000;\">Or love and crime.<\/span><span style=\"color: #000000;\">Therefore men liken you to wine.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\">Your eyes hold all the sunset and the dawn, you are<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\">As rich in fragrances as a tempestuous night,<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\">Your kisses are a philtre and your mouth a jar<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\">Filling the child with valor and the man with fright.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\">Did the stars mould you or the pit&#8217;s obscurity?<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\">You bring at random Paradise or Juggernaut.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\">Fate sniffs your skirts with a charmed dog&#8217;s servility,<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\">You govern all and yet are answerable for naught.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\">Beauty, you walk on corpses of dead men you mock.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\">Among your store of gems, Horror is not the least;<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\">Murder, amid the dearest trinkets of your stock,<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\">Dances on your proud belly like a ruttish beast.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\">Candle, the transient moth flies dazzled to your light,<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\">Crackles and flames and says: &#8220;Bless\u00e8d this fiery doom!&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\">The panting lover with his mistress in the night<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\">Looks like a dying man caressing his own tomb.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\">Are you from heaven or hell, Beauty that we adore?<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\">Who cares? A dreadful, huge, ingenuous monster, you!<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\">So but your glance, your smile, your foot open a door<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\">Upon an Infinite I love but never knew.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\">From Satan or from God? Who cares? Fierce or serene,<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\">Who cares? Sister to sirens or to seraphim?<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\">So but, dark fey, you shed your perfume, rhythm and sheen<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\">To make the world less hideous and Time less grim.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #000000;\">\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Unbeknownst to many French people, Charles Baudelaire has for long cultivated &#8220;un jardin secret&#8221; (&#8220;a secret garden.&#8221;) But make no mistake about it, ladies and gentlemen: That was by no means an ordinary garden&#8230; The &#8220;flowers&#8221; he grew in there were in fact so evil that they did not require the services of\u00a0un jardinier (a&hellip;<\/p>\n<p class=\"post-item__readmore\"><a class=\"btn btn--md\" href=\"https:\/\/blogs.transparent.com\/french\/baudelaires-les-fleurs-du-mal-the-flowers-of-evil\/\">Continue Reading<\/a><\/p>","protected":false},"author":49,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"content-type":""},"categories":[13],"tags":[55320,55321,10917,10914,12599],"class_list":["post-7672","post","type-post","status-publish","hentry","category-vocabulary","tag-charles-beaudelaire","tag-exocism","tag-fleurs-du-mal","tag-flowers-of-evil","tag-jardin-secret"],"aioseo_notices":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.transparent.com\/french\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7672","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.transparent.com\/french\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.transparent.com\/french\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.transparent.com\/french\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/49"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.transparent.com\/french\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=7672"}],"version-history":[{"count":34,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.transparent.com\/french\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7672\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":28300,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.transparent.com\/french\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7672\/revisions\/28300"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.transparent.com\/french\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=7672"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.transparent.com\/french\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=7672"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.transparent.com\/french\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=7672"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}