Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, BESTOWAL OF THE POEM, by STEPHANE MALLARME


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First Line: I bring you the infant of idumaean night
Last Line: Towards the lips which the air or the azure maid starves?
Subject(s): Poetry And Poets - French


I bring you the infant of Idumaean night!
Black, bleeding and pale at the wing, distraught,
Through glass inflamed by aromatics and gold,
Through panes which alas are still dreary and chilled,
Dawn threw herself on the lamp, angelic,
Palms! and when it showed the father this relic,
Essaying then an inimical smile,
The solitude trembled, blue and sterile.
O the cradle received a horrible birth with the
Innocence of your cold feet and your daughter,
And your voice bringing back clavecin and viol,
Will you press with withered finger the nipple
Whence the woman in sibylline whiteness flows
Towards the lips which the air or the azure maid starves?





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