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How bittersweet it is, on winter's night, To listen, by the sputtering, smoking fire, As distant memories, through the fog-dimmed light, Rise, to the muffled chime of churchbell choir.

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Charles Baudelaire
Age: 46 †
Born: 1821
Born: April 9
Died: 1867
Died: August 30
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Paris
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Baudelaire
Charles Pierre Baudelaire-Dufaÿs
Charles Pierre Baudelaire
Smoking
Chime
Rise
Muffled
Winter
Chimes
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Fog
Fire
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Night
December
Sputtering
Light
Distant
Dimmed

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