Stéphane Mallarmé cytaty

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Stéphane Mallarmé

Data urodzenia: 18. Marzec 1842
Data zgonu: 9. Wrzesień 1898

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Stéphane Mallarmé, właśc. Étienne Mallarmé – francuski poeta, teoretyk sztuki i krytyk literacki uważany za najwybitniejszego przedstawiciela XIX-wiecznego symbolizmu; kojarzony również z dekadentyzmem oraz parnasizmem szkoły Charlesa Leconte de Lisle'a. Tłumacz liryki Edgara Allana Poego na prozę poetycką.

Mallarmégo jako konstruktora "poezji czystej" powszechnie uznaje się za prekursora liryki współczesnej , jednego z najbardziej nowatorskich twórców literatury XIX wieku, a nawet – najbardziej znaczącego poetę nowoczesnego. Jego twórczość określana bywa mianem liryki skupienia słów, estetyki pustki oraz alchemii słowa.

Niektóre źródła zaliczają Mallarmégo do grona tzw. "poetów przeklętych".

Cytaty Stéphane Mallarmé

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„Myśl, ma dręczycielka, w balsamicznym trunku
Smutków pławiła serce na sen tajemniczy:
Aby nawet bez żału, bez łez, bez goryczy
Ostawiło zerwany sen, – że go zerwało.“

— Stéphane Mallarmé
Źródło: Zjawa, [w:] Liryka francuska. Serya pierwsza http://www.sbc.org.pl/dlibra/info?forceRequestHandlerId=true&mimetype=image/x.djvu&sec=false&handler=djvu&content_url=/Content/24336/_6034_I.djvu, wyd. J. Mortkowicz, Warszawa 1911, s. 101, tłum. Bronisława Ostrowska.

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„Walk no longer in an unknown age...“

— Stéphane Mallarmé
Context: Are you a living princess or her shadow? Let me kiss your fingers and their rings, and bid you Walk no longer in an unknown age... Nurse.

„I am alone in my monotonous country,
While all those around me live in the idolatry
Of a mirror reflecting in its depths serene
Herodiade, whose gaze is diamond keen ...“

— Stéphane Mallarmé
Context: I am alone in my monotonous country, While all those around me live in the idolatry Of a mirror reflecting in its depths serene Herodiade, whose gaze is diamond keen... O final enchantment! yes, I sense it, I am alone. Hérodiade.

„When the sad sun sinks,
It shall pierce through the body of wax till it shrinks!“

— Stéphane Mallarmé
Context: When the sad sun sinks, It shall pierce through the body of wax till it shrinks! No sunset, but the red awakening Of the last day concluding everything Struggles so sadly that time disappears, The redness of apocalypse, whose tears Fall on the child, exiled to her own proud Heart, as the swan makes its plumage a shroud For its eyes, the old swan, and is carried away From the plumage of grief to the eternal highway Of its hopes, where it looks on the diamonds divine Of a moribund star, which never more shall shine! Nurse.

„The visible serene artificial breath
Of inspiration, which regains the sky.“

— Stéphane Mallarmé
Context: No water murmurs but what my flute pours On the chord sprinkled thicket; and the sole wind Prompt to exhale from my two pipes, before It scatters the sound in a waterless shower, Is, on the horizon's unwrinkled space, The visible serene artificial breath Of inspiration, which regains the sky.

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„I feel in my sinews
The spreading of shadows
Converging together
With a shiver“

— Stéphane Mallarmé
Context: I feel in my sinews The spreading of shadows Converging together With a shiver And in solitary vigil After flights triumphal My head rise From this scythe Through a clean rupture That serves to dissever The ancient disharmony With the body As drunk from fasting It persists in following With a haggard bound Its gaze profound Up where the frozen Absolute has chosen That nothing shall measure Its vastness, O glacier But according to a ritual Illumined by the principle That chose my consecration It extends a salutation. Hérodiade.

„Are you a living princess or her shadow?“

— Stéphane Mallarmé
Context: Are you a living princess or her shadow? Let me kiss your fingers and their rings, and bid you Walk no longer in an unknown age... Nurse.

„Its gaze profound
Up where the frozen
Absolute has chosen
That nothing shall measure
Its vastness, O glacier
But according to a ritual
Illumined by the principle
That chose my consecration
It extends a salutation.“

— Stéphane Mallarmé
Context: I feel in my sinews The spreading of shadows Converging together With a shiver And in solitary vigil After flights triumphal My head rise From this scythe Through a clean rupture That serves to dissever The ancient disharmony With the body As drunk from fasting It persists in following With a haggard bound Its gaze profound Up where the frozen Absolute has chosen That nothing shall measure Its vastness, O glacier But according to a ritual Illumined by the principle That chose my consecration It extends a salutation. Hérodiade.

„I inaugurate through science
The hymn of all hearts spiritual“

— Stéphane Mallarmé
Context: Hyperbole! can you not rise In triumph from my memory, A modern magic spell devise As from an ironbound grammary: For I inaugurate through science The hymn of all hearts spiritual In the labor of my patience, Atlas, herbal, ritual. "Prose" (1885).

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