From the second book of the Chants of Maldoror:
I sought a soul akin to mine, but I could not find one. I searched every corner of the earth; my perseverance brought no reward. Yet I could not remain alone. Someone had to approve of my character; someone had to have the same ideas as I. It was morning; the sun rose in all its magnificence on the horizon and before my eyes a young man also arose, whose presence made flowers grow as he passed. He approached me and, holding out his hand, said: 'I have come to you who seek me. Let us bless this happy day.' But I answered: 'Go away. I did not call you; I do not need your friendship.' It was evening; night was beginning to spread the veil of its blackness over nature. A lovely woman, whose form I could only just make out, was exerting a spellbinding influence over me, and looking at me with compassion; yet she did not dare to speak to me. I said: 'Come closer, that I may make out clearly the features of your face; for the light of the stars is not strong enough to show them, at this distance.' Then, with her eyelids lowered, she stepped chastely across the lawn in my direction. AS soon as I saw her I said: 'I see that goodness and justice have dwelt in your heart. We could never live together. Now you admire my beauty, which has distracted more than one; but sooner or later you would repent having given your love to me; for you do not know my soul. ...
From the Chants of Maldoror - fifth book:
'But who can it be?... but who is it who dares like a conspirator to trail the rings of his body towards my black breast? Whoever you are, eccentric python, by what pretext do you excuse your ridiculous presence? Are you tormented by vast remorse? For you see, but, your wild magesty does not, I suppose, make any exorbitant claim to exemption from the comparison I am going to make between it and the features of the criminal. This foaming whitish slime is for me the sign of rage.
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I sought a soul akin to mine, but I could not find one. I searched every corner of the earth; my perseverance brought no reward. Yet I could not remain alone. Someone had to approve of my character; someone had to have the same ideas as I. It was morning; the sun rose in all its magnificence on the horizon and before my eyes a young man also arose, whose presence made flowers grow as he passed. He approached me and, holding out his hand, said: 'I have come to you who seek me. Let us bless this happy day.' But I answered: 'Go away. I did not call you; I do not need your friendship.' It was evening; night was beginning to spread the veil of its blackness over nature. A lovely woman, whose form I could only just make out, was exerting a spellbinding influence over me, and looking at me with compassion; yet she did not dare to speak to me. I said: 'Come closer, that I may make out clearly the features of your face; for the light of the stars is not strong enough to show them, at this distance.' Then, with her eyelids lowered, she stepped chastely across the lawn in my direction. AS soon as I saw her I said: 'I see that goodness and justice have dwelt in your heart. We could never live together. Now you admire my beauty, which has distracted more than one; but sooner or later you would repent having given your love to me; for you do not know my soul. ...
From the Chants of Maldoror - fifth book:
'But who can it be?... but who is it who dares like a conspirator to trail the rings of his body towards my black breast? Whoever you are, eccentric python, by what pretext do you excuse your ridiculous presence? Are you tormented by vast remorse? For you see, but, your wild magesty does not, I suppose, make any exorbitant claim to exemption from the comparison I am going to make between it and the features of the criminal. This foaming whitish slime is for me the sign of rage.
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