Flowers of Evil (Shanks)/Elevation

 Élévation 

Élévation

above the valleys and above the meres, above the mountains, woods, the clouds, the sea, beyond the sun, beyond the canopy of aether, and beyond the starry spheres,

o Mind, thou soarest easily and well, and like a swimmer tranced in lifting seas, thou cleavest all those deep immensities, thrilled by a manly joy ineffable.

fly far beyond this fog of pestilence; fly! go purge thy squalor in the loftier air; go quaff the pure Olympian ichor where clear fires fill the whole pellucid sky.

behind the cares, the dark anxieties that on our sunless hours drag and drift, happy is he whom sturdy pinions lift in spirit, toward those fields of light and peace;

o happy he whose thoughts, unfurling wings, leap skyward like the lark at morning's call, — who soars above this life, resolving all the speech of flowers and of voiceless things!

Výbor z Květů zla/Vzhůru! Aufschwung Elevación Les Fleurs du mal/1861/Élévation Elevação Полёт (Бодлер/Эллис)