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C.D. Warner, et al., comp.  The Library of the World’s Best Literature.
An Anthology in Thirty Volumes.  1917.
 
The Broken Bell
By Charles Baudelaire (1821–1867)
 
BITTER and sweet, when wintry evenings fall
  Across the quivering, smoking hearth, to hear
  Old memory’s notes sway softly far and near,
While ring the chimes across the gray fog’s pall.
 
Thrice blessed bell, that, to time insolent,        5
  Still calls afar its old and pious song,
  Responding faithfully in accents strong,
Like some old sentinel before his tent.
 
I too—my soul is shattered;—when at times
It would beguile the wintry nights with rhymes        10
  Of old, its weak old voice at moments seems
Like gasps some poor, forgotten soldier heaves
Beside the blood-pools—’neath the human sheaves
  Gasping in anguish toward their fixèd dreams.
 
 
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