We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
Angel of gaiety, have you tasted grief? Shame and remorse and sobs and weary spite, and the vague terrors of the fearful night That crush the heart up like a crumpled leaf? Angel of gaiety, have you tasted grief?
Angel of kindness, have you tasted hate?
With hands clenched in the shade and tears of gall,
Yep. Baudelaire was one of the original bad boys of literature - a dandy and a spendthrift whose sometimes scandalous verse brought him to court to face morals charges (later dismissed). He was a stupendous poet, and this is one of the poems in his series "Les Fleurs du Mal" (The Flowers of Evil). Highly emotional, Baudelaire attempted suicide at one point, and he died a horrible death from syphilis. So much for the writing life...
I've never much enjoyed reading poetry in languages I can't read; I'm nagged by the feeling that I'm missing something the translator couldn't get across. On the other hand, there are some translations, like Fagles' Iliad, I really enjoy.
There is a free eBook of the Fagles Iliad (Amazon calls it the "new standard") on www.scribd.com, and I just downloaded it. I had a very bad attitude about the Iliad in 10th grade at National Cathedral School, so we shall see about this!!!!