
Rimbaud Hans Werner Henze
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The nights, the railway-arches, the bad sky
His horrible companions did not know it;
But in that child the rhetorician's lie
Burst like a pipe: the cold had made a poet
Drinks bought him by his weak and lyric friend
His senses systematically deranged
To all accustomed nonsense put an end;
Till he from lyre and weakness was estranged
Verse was a special illness of the ear;
Integrity was not enough; that seemed
The hell of childhood: he must try again
Now, galloping through Africa, he dreamed
Of a new self, a son, the engineer
His truth acceptable to lying men
His horrible companions did not know it;
But in that child the rhetorician's lie
Burst like a pipe: the cold had made a poet
Drinks bought him by his weak and lyric friend
His senses systematically deranged
To all accustomed nonsense put an end;
Till he from lyre and weakness was estranged
Verse was a special illness of the ear;
Integrity was not enough; that seemed
The hell of childhood: he must try again
Now, galloping through Africa, he dreamed
Of a new self, a son, the engineer
His truth acceptable to lying men
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