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Goodreads helps you keep track of books you want to read. Want to Read saving…. Want to Read Currently Reading Read. Other editions. Enlarge cover. Error rating book. Refresh and try again. Open Preview See a Problem? Details if other :. Thanks for telling us about the problem. Return to Book Page. On Wine and Hashish by Charles Baudelaire ,. Andrew Brown Translator. Margaret Drabble Foreword by. As well as providing an absorbing of nineteenth-century drug use, Hashish, Wine, Opium captures the spirit of French Romanticism, in its struggle to free the mind from the shackles of the humdrum and the conventional, and serves as a fascinating prologue to the psychedelic literature of the following centuries.
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Rating details. More filters. Sort order. Start your review of On Wine and Hashish. Apr 11, AJ rated it really liked it Shelves: non-fiction , On Wine and Hashish is a short, lyrical glimpse into two drugs but mostly explores the effects of hashish. I don't quite agree with Baudelaire's proclamations that artificially stimulating the consciousness somehow nullifies the authenticity of the user and hir activities.
I also disagree wit On Wine and Hashish is a short, lyrical glimpse into two drugs but mostly explores the effects of hashish.
But, you know, women are not good at analysis according to Baudelaire, so I could just be totally wrong. Mar 04, Bogdan Liviu rated it liked it. He inspires me with more admiration than does that prudent man who has never fallen, having always been careful to avoid the temptation. If you are one of these souls your innate love of form and colour will find from the beginning an immense banquet in the first de "The man who, after abandoning himself for a long time to opium or to hashish, has been able, weak as he has become by the habit of bondage, to find the energy necessary to shake off the chain, appears to me like an escaped prisoner.
If you are one of these souls your innate love of form and colour will find from the beginning an immense banquet in the first development of your intoxication. Colours will take an unaccustomed energy and smite themselves within your brain with the intensity of triumph. Delicate, mediocre, or even bad as they may be, the paintings upon the ceilings will clothe themselves with a tremendous life.
The coarsest papers which cover the walls of inns will open out like magnificent dioramas. Nymphs with dazzling flesh will look at you with great eyes deeper and more limpid than are the sky and sea. Characters of antiquity, draped in their priestly or soldierly costumes, will, by a single glance, exchange with you most solemn confidences. The snakiness of the lines is a definitely intelligible language where you read the sorrowing and the passion of their souls.
Nevertheless a mysterious but only temporary state of the mind develops itself; the profoundness of life, hedged by its multiple problems, reveals itself entirely in the sight, however natural and trivial it may be, that one has under one's eyes; the first-come object becomes a speaking symbol.
Fourier and Swedenborg, one with his analogies, the other with his correspondences, have incarnated themselves in all things vegetable and animal which fall under your glance, and instead of touching by voice they indoctrinate you by form and colour.
The understanding of the allegory takes within you proportions unknown to yourself. We shall note in passing that allegory, that so spiritual type of art, which the clumsiness of its painters has accustomed us to despise, but which is realy one of the most primitive and natural forms of poetry, regains its divine right in the intelligence which is enlightened by intoxication.
Then the hashish spreads itself over all life; as it were, the magic varnish. It colours it with solemn hues and lights up all its profundity; jagged landscapes, fugitive horizons, perspectives of towns whitened by the corpse-like lividity of storm or illumined by the gathered ardours of the sunset; abysses of space, allegorical of the abyss of time; the dance, the gesture or the speech of the actors, should you be in a theatre; the first-come phrase if your eyes fall upon a book; in a word, all things; the universality of beings stands up before you with a new glory unsuspected until then.
The grammar, the dry grammar itself, becomes something like a book of "barbarous names of evocation. Music, that other language dear to the idle or the profound souls who seek repose by varying their work, speaks to you of yourself, and recites to you the poem of your life; it incarnates in you, and you swoon away in it. It speaks your passion, not only in a vague, ill-defined manner, as it does in your careless evenings at the opera, but in a substantial and positive manner, each movement of the rhythm marking a movement understood of your soul, each note transforming itself into Word, and the whole poem entering into your brain like a dictionary endowed with life.
May 27, Paul Gleason rated it it was amazing. Baudelaire's investigation bears the stamp of his poetry. It's analytical and passionate at the same time, lending that eerie quality that only he seems capable of achieving. Everything Baudelaire is on display here: his admiration for Poe, his engagement with what only cities can offer, the wandering spirit, the questioner, the passionate seeker of eternity, the poet.
After reading this text, I have a better understanding of what Rimbaud means by "assassins. I don't want to spoil your reading experience, but let's say he provides tremendous insight into wine and hash: two stimulants that lend themselves to the experience of the eternal. And, in my experience, he's dead right. I love Baudelaire! Nov 28, Fostergrants rated it it was amazing Recommends it for: poetic winos. Baudelaire wrote about his personal experience and wiev about wine and weed Very detailed and interesting informations..
Dec 30, Suzanne Hill rated it it was amazing. I absolutely love this. View 1 comment. Muy interesante. Baudelaire es uno de mis escritores predilectos.
El otro es este opusculo. Para el nada hay mas lejano que esto. El verdadero artista no necesita otra droga que no sea la del trabajo. Corre peligros, corre riesgos, pero dentro del mundo individual que le abre su escritura. En donde cede el poeta, nace el hombre.
Aug 06, Scott rated it it was amazing Recommends it for: People. Hesperus Press out of the UK has put together a nice little edition of two essays by Baudelaire. Lovely black and white cover. Hesperus puts out editions of shorter works by old, dead, authors. Check out their website.
In part one Baudelaire discusses wine, its merits for achieving transcendence. In part two the way longer part, by the way Baudy lengthily discusses the effects of hashish, badly arguing against its merits relative to wine. Nothing really new here about either wine or hash, but Hesperus Press out of the UK has put together a nice little edition of two essays by Baudelaire.
Nothing really new here about either wine or hash, but fun nonetheless. Oct 21, Jonah Dumile rated it liked it. I enjoyed his descriptions although they seemed rather bold at times. The same text is repeated with slight change throughout. It read a lot like a more intelligent refer madness that was pro-alcohol. Aug 09, Jeff rated it liked it. A new appreciation for wine, a different perspective on hashish.
The poetry of his experience is difficult to deny. Dec 31, Emily Andrews rated it liked it Shelves: essay , philosophic , read-owned , classic.
Jun 29, Katherine rated it really liked it Shelves: booze , france. I agree. Nov 04, Max added it Shelves: drugs , fiction. Charming story, many to much 19th century. Nov 01, Brian marked it as to-read.
Spoonfuls of paradise
On Wine and Hashish
Charles Baudelaire is a bit of a firm favourite down here in Exmouth and his books are always flying off the shelves as soon as they appear. There was a period not so long ago when demand for them was being eclipsed by everyone wanting to read Fifty Shades Of Grey but that particular fad has now passed and so it's back to business as usual. There was talk at one point of erecting in town some kind of monument to Baudelaire but it's all gone a bit quiet on that front of late. Cut-backs on public spending, austerity measures and all that would be the reason. Still, it would be nice if something could be done in the future to acknowledge just how much Baudelaire and Rimbaud as well, actually is revered in these parts. Being a poet, he does it most eloquently, weaving his words to convince the most hardened of teetotallers that a glass of wine is practically a communion with God.
Opium, not alcohol, is the demon
In Napoleon invaded Egypt, the first step on his campaign to establish a French kingdom there and, in time, to drive on to India. He was expelled in Before then, however, his troops had made a new discovery - hashish - possession and consumption of which was soon banned. But the ban had no real effect, and when the troops came home, they brought cannabis with them. The upshot was its gradual popularisation in Europe, particularly in France. Regular imports of hashish, the dried leaf form of cannabis, followed and it could soon be bought at any pharmacy. It was not suprising that the medical establishment, particularly Dr Jacques-Joseph Moreau , began to take an interest in its properties.
Paris Spleen and On Wine and Hashish
One property of cannabis or hashish , certainly as interest ing as any other, is that an ob jective account of its psycho active effects and the conse quences of its prolonged use seems impossible to achieve. Here Baudelaire compares the two drugs, alcohol and can nabis, and comes out strongly in favor of the former. Even when taken in large quantities, it causes only relatively short lived disorders; Wine exalts the Will, hashish destroys it The one is industrious, as it were; the other, essentially lazy.