Charles Baudelaire

(9 April 1821 – 31 August 1867 / Paris)

Au Lecteur - Poem by Charles Baudelaire

La sottise, l'erreur, le péché, la lésine,
Occupent nos esprits et travaillent nos corps,
Et nous alimentons nos aimables remords,
Comme les mendiants nourrissent leur vermine.


Comments about Au Lecteur by Charles Baudelaire

  • Rookie - 0 Points Jacob Clark (2/25/2012 11:05:00 AM)

    The full version of this poem is 10 stanzas. Why is only the first listed here? (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie Ms Acras (8/11/2009 2:35:00 AM)

    Beautiful because it is Baudelaire, nonsensical to me for I know no french. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003

Poem Edited: Wednesday, May 25, 2011


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