Je te frapperai sans colère/Et sans haine, comme un boucher/Comme Moïse le rocher/Et je ferai de ta paupière,//Pour abreuver mon Saharah/Jaillir les eaux de la souffrance.
I shall strike you without anger/And without hate, like a butcher/As Moses struck the rock/And from your eyelids//I shall make the waters of suffering gush forth/To wet my Sahara.
- The Man Who Tortures Himself, Flowers of Evil, Baudelaire (trans. Wm. Aggeler)