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THE GIANTESS.
(FROM THE FRENCH OF CHARLES BAUDELAIRE.)
When primitive nature, through her broad demesne,
Each day for some strange monster travail felt,
Near a young giantess I would fain have dwelt,
Like a voluptuous cat beside a queen.
Each day for some strange monster travail felt,
Near a young giantess I would fain have dwelt,
Like a voluptuous cat beside a queen.
Her body and soul expanding in grand ways
At terrible sports, I would have gladly seen,
And dreamed that love's own flame sent sombre sheen
Through the moist misty splendors of her gaze.
At terrible sports, I would have gladly seen,
And dreamed that love's own flame sent sombre sheen
Through the moist misty splendors of her gaze.
I would have scanned her towering curves at ease;
Or crawled along the vast slope of her knees;
Or sometimes, if the unwholesome heat had laid
Or crawled along the vast slope of her knees;
Or sometimes, if the unwholesome heat had laid
Across the lands her tired form's mighty grace,
I would have drowsed beneath her breast's great shade,
Like some calm hamlet at a mountain's base!
I would have drowsed beneath her breast's great shade,
Like some calm hamlet at a mountain's base!
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