The Alchemy Of Grief

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Title:     The Alchemy Of Grief
Author: Charles Baudelaire [More Titles by Baudelaire]

One, Nature! burns and makes thee bright,
One gives thee weeds to mourn withal;
And what to one is burial
Is to the other life and light.

The unknown Hermes who assists
And alway fills my heart with fear
Makes me the mighty Midas' peer
The saddest of the alchemists.

Through him I make gold changeable
To dross, and paradise to hell;
Clouds for its corpse-cloths I descry.

A stark dead body I love well,
And in the gleaming fields on high
I build immense sarcophagi.

[The end]
Charles Baudelaire's poem: Alchemy Of Grief

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