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Arthur Rimbaud (20 October 1854 – 10 November 1891 / Charleville, Ardennes)
Poems of Arthur Rimbaud
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| 61. | Obscur Et Fronce | 4/3/2010 |
| 62. | Ophelia | 4/3/2010 |
| 63. | Paris | 4/3/2010 |
| 64. | Parisian War Song | 4/3/2010 |
| 65. | Paroxysms Of Caesars (Rages De Césars) | 4/3/2010 |
| 66. | People In Church | 4/3/2010 |
| 67. | Pleasant Thought For The Morning | 4/3/2010 |
| 68. | Poets At Seven Years | 4/3/2010 |
| 69. | Promontory | 4/3/2010 |
| 70. | Romance | 4/3/2010 |
| 71. | Royalty | 1/30/2006 |
| 72. | Ruts | 4/3/2010 |
| 73. | Seascape (Marine) | 4/3/2010 |
| 74. | Sensation | 1/30/2006 |
| 75. | Sentences (Phrases) | 4/3/2010 |
| 76. | Shame | 4/3/2010 |
| 77. | Side Show | 4/3/2010 |
| 78. | Song Of The Highest Tower | 4/3/2010 |
| 79. | Squattings | 4/3/2010 |
| 80. | Stages (Scenes) | 4/3/2010 |
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Drunken Morning
Oh, my Beautiful! Oh, my Good!
Hideous fanfare where yet I do not stumble!
Oh, rack of enchantments!
For the first time, hurrah for the unheard-of work,
For the marvelous body! For the first time!
It began with the laughter of children, and there it will end.
This poison will stay in our veins even when, as the fanfares depart,
We return to our former disharmony.
Oh, now, we who are so worthy of these tortures!
