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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE LID, by CHARLES BAUDELAIRE Poem Explanation Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Wherever he may be, whether on sea or land Last Line: Where mankind, vast, infinitesimal, boil! | |||
Wherever he may be, whether on sea or land, Beneath a sun of white, under a clime of flame, Servant of Jesus Christ, in Cythera's harlot-band, Croesus glittering in gold, beggarman without fame: City or country-dweller, vagabond, sedentary, Whether his little brain run light or actively, Man everywhere submits to terror's evil fairy: And never looks aloft but with a trembling eye. Above is heaven's cellar-roof that chokes; A ceiling lit for comic-opera jokes Staged where each actor treads on bloody soil: The fear of libertines: the hermit's hope; The sky, that black lid of that pot of soup Where mankind, vast, infinitesimal, boil! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DON JUAN IN HELL by CHARLES BAUDELAIRE A VOYAGE TO CYTHERA by CHARLES BAUDELAIRE AFFINITIES by CHARLES BAUDELAIRE ANYWHERE OUT OF THE WORLD by CHARLES BAUDELAIRE ANYWHERE OUT OF THE WORLD by CHARLES BAUDELAIRE AT ONE O'CLOCK IN THE MORNING by CHARLES BAUDELAIRE BE DRUNK by CHARLES BAUDELAIRE BEATRICE by CHARLES BAUDELAIRE |
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