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French · Parisian Scenes

Les Sept Vieillards

The Seven Old Men

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    To Victor Hugo

    Àtoà · prepositionpreposition marking Victor
    VictorVictorVictor · proper noun, masculine, singularhead of the phrase
    HugoHugoHugo · proper nounpart of the name Victor Hugo
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    Swarming city, city full of dreams,

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    where the specter in broad daylight accosts the passer-by!

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    Mysteries everywhere flow like sap

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    in the narrow channels of the mighty colossus.

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    One morning, while in the dismal street

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    the houses, whose height the fog stretched taller,

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    feigned the two banks of a swollen river,

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    and while, a set matching the soul of the actor,

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    a dirty yellow fog was flooding all the space,

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    I was following, stiffening my nerves like a hero

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    and arguing with my already weary soul,

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    the suburb shaken by the heavy tip-carts.

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    All at once, an old man whose yellow rags

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    mimicked the color of that rainy sky,

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    and whose look would have made the alms rain down,

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    but for the malice that gleamed in his eyes,

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    appeared to me. One would have said his eye was steeped

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    in gall; his gaze sharpened the frost,

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    and his beard of long bristles, stiff as a sword,

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    jutted out, like that of Judas.

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    He was not stooped, but broken, his spine

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    making with his leg a perfect right angle,

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    so that his stick, completing his figure,

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    gave him the bearing and the clumsy step

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    of a crippled quadruped or a three-legged Jew.

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    Through the snow and the mud he went floundering,

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    as if he were crushing the dead beneath his slippers,

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    hostile to the universe rather than indifferent.

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    His double followed him: beard, eye, back, stick, rags,

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    No feature set apart, come from the same hell,

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    this hundred-year-old twin, and these grotesque specters

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    walked with the same step toward an unknown goal.

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    To what vile plot was I then exposed,

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    or what malicious chance was humiliating me so?

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    For I counted seven times, from minute to minute,

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    this sinister old man who kept multiplying himself!

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    Let him who laughs at my unease

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    and is not gripped by a brotherly shudder

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    consider well that, despite such decrepitude,

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    these seven hideous monsters looked eternal!

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    Could I, without dying, have beheld the eighth,

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    an inexorable double, ironic and fatal,

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    disgusting Phoenix, son and father of himself?

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    — But I turned my back on the infernal procession.

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    Exasperated like a drunkard who sees double,

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    I went home, I shut my door, terrified,

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    sick and downcast, my mind feverish and clouded,

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    wounded by the mystery and by the absurdity!

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    In vain my reason tried to take the helm;

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    the tempest, in its play, threw off its efforts,

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    and my soul danced, danced, an old barge

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    without masts, on a sea monstrous and without shores!

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Les Fleurs du mal, Charles Baudelaire. Parisian Scenes.
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Public-domain French (Baudelaire, d. 1867). English translation © 2026 1732 Studios, LLC.
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