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“And yet to wine, to opium even, I prefer the elixir of your lips on which love flaunts itself; and in the wasteland of desire your eyes afford the wells to slake my thirst.”

Quote by Charles Baudelaire

Work

Les Fleurs Du Mal

Charles Baudelaire's 'Les Fleurs Du Mal' is a seminal work of French poetry, known for its exploration of complex emotional states and its innovative use of language. The collection delves into themes of love, beauty, and the darker sides of human existence, showcasing Baudelaire's unique poetic style and his exploration of the human psyche. more

Author

Charles Baudelaire
Charles Baudelaire

Charles Baudelaire, a renowned French poet and literary critic, was born on April 9, 1821, and died on August 31, 1867. His poetry is known for its unique symbolism and has had a profound impact on modern literature. more

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