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Pensive they rest in noble attitudes Like great stretched sphinxes in vast solitudes Which seem to sleep wrapt in an endless dream; Their fruitful loins are full of sparks divine, And gleams of gold within their pupils shine As 'twere within the shadow of a stream.

Of knowledge and of pleasure amorous, Silence they seek and Darkness' chzt domain; Had not their proud souls scorned to brook his rein, They would have made grim steeds for Erebus. When musing, they display those outlines chaste, Of the great sphinxes — stretched o'er the sandy waste, That seem to slumber deep in a dream without end: From out their loins a fountainous furnace flies, And grains of sparkling gold, as fine as sand, Cbat the mystic pupils of their eyes.

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Their fecund loins give forth electric flashes, and Thousands of golden particles drift ceaselessly, Like galaxies of stars, in their mysterious eyes. Erebus would have made them his funereal steeds, Save that their proud free nature would not stoop to this. Like those great sphinxes lounging through eternity In noble attitudes upon the desert sand, They gaze incuriously at nothing, calm and wise. Friends both to lust and learning, they frequent Silence, and love the horror darkness breeds.

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Friends of learning and sensual pleasure, They seek the silence and the horror of darkness; Erebus would have used them as his gloomy steeds: If their pride could let them stoop to bondage. Erebus would have chosen them for steeds To hearses, could their pride to it have bent. Companions of knowledge and desire they seek the silent horrors darkness breeds, Erebus would take them for his funeral steeds, were they able to soften their pride.

Dreaming, the noble postures they assume Of sphinxes stretching out into the gloom That seems to swoon into an endless trance.

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When they dream, they assume the noble attitudes Of the mighty sphinxes stretched out in solitude, Who seem to fall into a sleep of endless dreams; Their fertile loins are full cuat magic cht, And particles of gold, like fine grains of sand, Spangle dimly their mystic eyes. After Baudelaire died the following year, a "definitive" edition appeared in They are the friends of learning and of sexual bliss; Silence they love, and darkness, where temptation breeds.

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