Konx Om Pax

88 KONX OM PAX With some most lucid miracle Of love too sweet to think or tell. “ Kiss me again before I die l ” And, as I kissed her, tenderly Shone like pale flames the sudden spheres Of dewy light, of eager tears. She touched my soul’s divinest chord: “I am so happy, dear my Lord.” And, breaking to the spirit bliss, “I go, dear. 0 so keen to kiss Our baby when I get to God ! ” Charrningl Why, damn it now! that’s odd. I’m surely in my dotage, Dick! A sniveller makes me fairly sick. —Well, here’s the Devil in Eden still; No good we do but turns to ill: Art '5 but a crust o’er Nature’s chasms. Death caught her with his comic spasms. They turned her fairly inside out, Jerking her legs and arms about Like a damned dancing marionette. I could not light my cigarette: I started laughing. Laugh? I laughed— ] rocked my body fore and aft-— I fairly yelledl To crown the event Her wonder at my merriment: That beat the band. I really wonder However I came to, by thunder !— Ha! Ha! You hear—it somehow jars. Bad art, my boy! The Devil mars