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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=354504" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Réversibilité (Reversability)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=354504" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Ange plein de gaieté, connaissez-vous l'angoisse,<br>La honte, les remords, les sanglots, les ennuis,<br>Et les vagues terreurs de ces affreuses nuits<br>Qui compriment le coeur comme un papier qu'on froisse?<br>Ange plein de gaieté, connaissez-vous l'angoisse?</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=354504" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Ange plein de bonté, connaissez-vous la haine,<br>Les poings crispés dans l'ombre et les larmes de fiel,<br>Quand la Vengeance bat son infernal rappel,<br>Et de nos facultés se fait le capitaine?<br>Ange plein de bonté connaissez-vous la haine?</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=354504" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Ange plein de santé, connaissez-vous les Fièvres,<br>Qui, le long des grands murs de l'hospice blafard,<br>Comme des exilés, s'en vont d'un pied traînard,<br>Cherchant le soleil rare et remuant les lèvres?<br>Ange plein de santé, connaissez-vous les Fièvres?</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=354504" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Ange plein de beauté, connaissez-vous les rides,<br>Et la peur de vieillir, et ce hideux tourment<br>De lire la secrète horreur du dévouement<br>Dans des yeux où longtemps burent nos yeux avide!<br>Ange plein de beauté, connaissez-vous les rides?</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=354504" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Ange plein de bonheur, de joie et de lumières,<br>David mourant aurait demandé la santé<br>Aux émanations de ton corps enchanté;<br>Mais de toi je n'implore, ange, que tes prières,<br>Ange plein de bonheur, de joie et de lumières!</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=354504" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Reversibility</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=354504" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Angel full of gaiety, do you know anguish, <br>Shame, remorse, sobs, vexations, <br>And the vague terrors of those frightful nights <br>That compress the heart like a paper one crumples? <br>Angel full of gaiety, do you know anguish?</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=354504" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Angel full of kindness, do you know hatred, <br>The clenched fists in the darkness and the tears of gall, <br>When Vengeance beats out his hellish call to arms, <br>And makes himself the captain of our faculties? <br>Angel full of kindness, do you know hatred?</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=354504" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Angel full of health, do you know Fever, <br>Walking like an exile, moving with dragging steps, <br>Along the high, wan walls of the charity ward, <br>And with muttering lips seeking the rare sunlight? <br>Angel full of health, do you know Fever?</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=354504" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Angel full of beauty, do you know wrinkles, <br>The fear of growing old, and the hideous torment <br>Of reading in the eyes of her he once adored <br>Horror at seeing love turning to devotion? <br>Angel full of beauty, do you know wrinkles?</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=354504" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Angel full of happiness, of joy and of light,<br>David on his death-bed would have appealed for health<br>To the emanations of your enchanted flesh;<br>But of you, angel, I beg only prayers,<br>Angel full of happiness, of joy and of light!</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=354504" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>— Translated by William Aggeler</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=354504" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Reversibility </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=354504" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Angel of gaiety, have you known anguish, <br>Shame and remorse, tears, boredom, and dismay, <br>Vague horrors of the nights in which we languish, <br>Which crumple hearts like papers thrown away? <br>Angel of gaiety, have you known anguish?</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=354504" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Angel of kindness, have you met with hate? <br>Fists clenched in gloom, eyes running tears of gall, <br>When Vengeance beats his drum to subjugate <br>Our faculties, the captain of them all? <br>Angel of kindness, have you met with hate?</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=354504" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Angel of health, have you beheld the Fevers? <br>Across pale walls of wards they limp and stumble, <br>Like exiles wan, with agues, chills, and shivers, <br>Seeking the scanty sun with lips that mumble. <br>Angel of health, have you beheld the Fevers?</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=354504" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Angel of beauty, do you know Old Age, <br>The fear of wrinkles, and the dire emotion, <br>In eyes we've pierced too long, as on a page, <br>To read the secret horror of devotion? <br>Angel of beauty do you know Old Age?</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=354504" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Angel of goodness, radiance, and delight, <br>The dying David would have begged to share <br>The emanations of your body bright. <br>But all I wish to ask of you is prayer, <br>Angel of goodness, radiance, and delight.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=354504" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>— Translated by Roy Campbell</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=354504" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The Angelic One</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=354504" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Spirit of happiness, hast thou heard tell of woe? <br>Hast thou heard tell of anguish, and remorse, and care — <br>Of those long nights when in the black fist of Despair <br>The heart is crumpled up like paper? Dost thou know, <br>Spirit of happiness? Hast thou heard tell of woe?</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=354504" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Spirit of kindliness, hast thou heard tell of hate, <br>The clenched hands in the darkness, the silent bitter tears, <br>With Vengeance beating in the arteries of our ears <br>Its dogged tom-tom, irresistible as fate? <br>Spirit of kindliness, hast thou heard tell of hate?</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=354504" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Spirit of health, hast thou heard whisper of Disease, <br>Whose pallid children, in the courtyard gray with soot <br>Of the bleak hospital, go dragging a slow foot <br>To find a patch of sunlight? Host thou heard of these? <br>Spirit of health, hast thou heard whisper of Disease?</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=354504" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Spirit of beauty, hast thou heard of ugliness, <br>Of the long secret torment of growing old — above <br>All else, the pain of reading in the eyes we love <br>A wordless horror, even while the lips say 'yes?' <br>Spirit of beauty, hast thou heard of ugliness?</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=354504" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Spirit of joy, spirit of beauty, spirit of light, <br>David, grown old, would have thought nothing to implore <br>Thy healing touch, thy warm young presence in the night; <br>But, spirit, I only ask of thee thy prayers, no more — <br>Spirit of joy, spirit of beauty, spirit of light!</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=354504" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>— Translated by George Dillon</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=354504" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Reversibility</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=354504" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>Angel, teeming with gaiety, do you know grief,<br>Anguish, remorse and shame, their ravages and blights,<br>And the vague terrors of those panic-stricken nights<br>Which squeeze the heartstrings dry as a sere crumpled leaf?<br>Angel, teeming with gaiety, do you know grief?</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=354504" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Angel, teeming with kindliness, do you know hate, <br>Fists tight-clenched in the shadows, scalding tears of gall, <br>When Vengeance roars with his infernal battle-call, <br>Making himself the captain of our acts and fate? <br>Angel, teeming with kindliness, do you know hate?</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=354504" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Angel, teeming with healthfulness, do you know Fever <br>Who like an exile lopes with dragging step towards <br>The wan stark walls of hospitals and public wards, <br>Mumbling, seeking rare sunlight for a brace or lever? <br>Angel, teeming with healthfulness, do you know Fever?</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=354504" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Angel, teeming with loveliness, do you know wrinkles, <br>The fear of growing old, and, like a poisoned potion, <br>The dread of seeing love turn into fond devotion <br>In eyes adored, once blue and pure as periwinkles? <br>Angel, teeming with loveliness, do you know wrinkles?</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=354504" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Angel, teeming with happy, blithe, luminous airs, <br>David upon his deathbed would have craved for power <br>From the suave emanations of your body's flower, <br>But I, angel, beseech of you only your prayers, <br>Angel, teeming with happy, blithe, luminous airs!</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=354504" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>— Translated by Jacques LeClercq</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Charles+Baudelaire">Charles Baudelaire</a></strong></div>