“I have bathed in the Poem
Of the Sea…
Devouring the green azures.”

—  Arthur Rimbaud

Je me suis baigné dans le Poème<br>De la Mer...<br>Dévorant les azurs verts. <br class="br">St. 6 <br class="br"> Le Bateau Ivre http://www.mag4.net/Rimbaud/poesies/Boat.html (The Drunken Boat) (1871)

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French Decadent and Symbolist poet 1854–1891

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