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Aceldama
Aceldama (1898), PDF p. 12
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I.
I AM quite sane, quite quiet. Sober thought
Is as a woof to my mad dreams. My brain
Beats to the double stroke ; the double strain
Warps its gray fibers, all the dream is wrought
A spider-tapestry ; the old blood-stain
Spreads through the air
Some hot contagious growth to slay men unaware.
II.
I have discovered God ! His ghastly way ;
Of burning ploughshares for my naked feet
Lies open to me—shall I find it sweet
To give up sunlight for that mystic day
That beams its torture whose red banners beat
Their radiant fire
Into my shrivelled head, to wither Love’s desire ?
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