Baudelaire: His Prose and Poetry
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Chapter 37 No.37

Oft have I followed one of these old women,

One among others, when the falling sun

Reddened the heavens with a crimson wound-

Pensive, apart, she rested on a bench

To hear the brazen music of the band,

Played by the soldiers in the public park

To pour some courage into citizens' hearts,

On golden eves when all the world revives

            
            

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