Lament Of An Icarus

I look, in vain, for beginning and end

of the heavens’ slow revolve:

Under an unknown eye of fire, I ascend

feeling my wings dissolve.

And, scorched by desire for the beautiful,

I will not know the bliss,

of giving my name to that abyss,

that knows my tomb and funeral. 

-Charles Baudelaire 

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