Charles Baudelaire

(9 April 1821 – 31 August 1867 / Paris)

At One O'Clock In The Morning - Poem by Charles Baudelaire

Alone, at last! Not a sound to be heard but the rumbling of some belated and decrepit cabs. For a few hours
we shall have silence, if not repose. At last the tyranny of the human face has disappeared,
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Comments about At One O'Clock In The Morning by Charles Baudelaire

  • Rookie Una Price (12/31/2014 10:11:00 AM)

    Good god Baudelaire man, in a stunned stuper I bow, I kneel; I am silenced by such brilliance!! (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie Ms Acras (8/11/2009 2:32:00 AM)

    Baudelaire in need of a sensory deprivation chamber, a brief respite from sensual depravity. (Report) Reply








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