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Spleen (J'ai plus de souvenirs)

Spleen (I Have More Memories)

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    I have more memories than if I had lived a thousand years.

    J'Ije · pronoun, singularsubject of ai
    aihaveavoir · verb, present, indicative, first-person, singularmain verb of the sentence
    plusmoreplus · adverbquantifier modifying souvenirs
    deofde · prepositionpartitive marker introducing souvenirs
    souvenirsmemoriessouvenir · noun, masculine, pluraldirect object of ai
    quethanque · subordinating conjunctionintroduces the comparison
    siifsi · subordinating conjunctionintroduces the clause of avais
    j'Ije · pronoun, singularsubject of avais
    avaishadavoir · verb, imperfect, indicative, first-person, singularverb of the conditional clause
    millethousandmille · numeralquantifies ans
    ansyearsan · noun, masculine, pluraldirect object of avais
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    A great chest of drawers cluttered with balance-sheets,

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    of verses, love-letters, lawsuits, and ballads,

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    with heavy locks of hair rolled up in receipts,

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    hides fewer secrets than my mournful brain.

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    It is a pyramid, an immense burial-vault,

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    that holds more dead than the common grave.

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    — I am a graveyard loathed by the moon,

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    where, like pangs of remorse, long worms drag themselves

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    that forever set upon my dearest dead.

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    I am an old boudoir full of withered roses,

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    where lies a whole jumble of outmoded fashions,

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    where plaintive pastels and pale Bouchers,

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    alone, breathe in the scent of an unstoppered flask.

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    Nothing equals in length the limping days,

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    when, beneath the heavy flakes of the snowing years,

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    ennui, the fruit of dismal incuriosity,

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    takes on the proportions of immortality.

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    — Henceforth you are no more, O living matter!

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    but a block of granite ringed by a vague dread,

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    drowsing in the depths of a misty Sahara;

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    an old sphinx unknown to the heedless world,

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    forgotten on the map, and whose sullen mood

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    sings only in the rays of the setting sun.

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