ONCE, if I remember well, my life was a feast where all hearts opened and all wines flowed. One evening I seated Beauty on my knees. And I found her … - Arthur Rimbaud

One evening I sat Beauty on my knees – And I found her bitter – And I reviled her.

Once, I remember well, my life was a feast where all hearts opened and all wines flowed.

As of today, I rebel against death! Work seems frivolous; I'm a proud man, and a lifetime's work would be too brief an agony for me. At the last moment, I'd attack...to the right...to the left...And then — oh! — sweet old soul of mine, eternity would not have been wasted on us!

A noir, E blanc, I rouge, U vert, O bleu: voyelles,
Je dirai quelque jour vos naissances latentes !

ينبغي أن يكون لي جحيمي للغضب، وجحيمي للكبرياء، وجحيم للمداعبة، جوقةُ جحيمات