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Ô Mort, vieux capitaine, il est temps ! levons l'ancre ! [Ce]1 pays nous ennuie, ô Mort ! Appareillons ! Si le ciel et la mer sont noirs comme de l'encre, Nos cœurs que tu connais sont remplis de rayons ! Verse-nous ton poison pour qu'il nous réconforte ! Nous voulons, tant ce feu nous brûle le cerveau, Plonger au fond du gouffre, Enfer ou Ciel, qu'importe ? Au fond de l'Inconnu pour trouver du nouveau !
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View original text (without footnotes)Confirmed with Charles Baudelaire, Les Fleurs du mal, Paris: Poulet-Malassis et de Broise, 1861, in La Mort, pages 312-313. Also confirmed with Charles Baudelaire, Œuvres complètes de Charles Baudelaire, vol. I : Les Fleurs du mal, Paris: Michel Lévy frères, 1868, in La Mort, page 351. Note: This is the eighth part in an eight-part poem, "Le Voyage". The poem is number 126 in the 1861 edition of Les Fleurs du mal but number 151 in subsequent editions. In both the 1861 and 1868 editions of Les Fleurs du mal, the poem is dedicated to Maxime Du Camp.
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- by Charles Baudelaire (1821 - 1867), no title, appears in Les Fleurs du mal, in 6. La Mort, in 126. Le Voyage, no. 8, Paris, Poulet-Malassis et de Broise, first published 1861 [author's text checked 3 times against a primary source]
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by Gary Bachlund (b. 1947), "Pour le voyage", 1990, copyright © 1990 [ medium voice and piano ], from La Mort, no. 11 [sung text checked 2 times]
- by Aleksandr Tikhonovich Gretchaninov (1864 - 1956), "La Mort", op. 48 no. 5 (1909), published 1911 [ voice and piano ], from Цветы зла (Cvety zla) = Les fleurs du mal, no. 5, Moscow: Gutheil, also set in Russian (Русский) [sung text checked 2 times]
- by Jonathan Harvey (1939 - 2012), "La Mort", 1975, from Correspondances, no. 1 [sung text checked 1 time]
- by Werner Anton Jaegerhuber (1900 - 1953), "Ô Mort, vieux capitaine", 1943 [ high voice and piano ] [sung text not yet checked]
Settings in other languages, adaptations, or excerpts:
- Also set in German (Deutsch), a translation by Ernst Ludwig Schellenberg (1883 - 1964) ; composed by Erich J. Wolff.
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- Also set in Russian (Русский), a translation by Anonymous/Unidentified Artist ; composed by Aleksandr Tikhonovich Gretchaninov.
Other available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- CZE Czech (Čeština) (Jaroslav Goll) , "Cesta VIII"
- ENG English (Ahmed E. Ismail) , "Death", copyright © 2004, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- ENG English (Ahmed E. Ismail) , "Death", copyright © 2004, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- GER German (Deutsch) (Stefan George) , no title, appears in Die Blumen des Bösen, in Der Tod, in Die Reise, no. 8
- ITA Italian (Italiano) (Ferdinando Albeggiani) , "Morte, mio vecchio capitano...", copyright © 2010, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- RUS Russian (Русский) (Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva) , no title
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This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 8
Word count: 77
O Death, old captain, it's time! Raise the anchor! This land bores us, o death! Let us set sail! If the sky and the sea are black as ink, Our hearts which you know are filled with rays (of light)! Spill on us your poison so that it may comfort us! We want, as much as this fire burns our brain, To dive to the depths of the abyss. Hell or Heaven, does it matter? To the depths of the unknown, to find something new!
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Based on:
- a text in French (Français) by Charles Baudelaire (1821 - 1867), no title, appears in Les Fleurs du mal, in 6. La Mort, in 126. Le Voyage, no. 8, Paris, Poulet-Malassis et de Broise, first published 1861
This text was added to the website: 2004-06-06
Line count: 8
Word count: 85