1901 · CLOSE READING
The Soul of Osiris
The Soul of Osiris (1901), PDF p. 35
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THE COURT OF THE PROFANE.
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Absorb her eyelids’ lazy light,
And read her bosom to devise
Fresh blossoms of the heart of hell,
And secret joys of Jezebel.
Her lips are fastened to my breast
To suck out blood in feverish tides ;
The token of her I possessed
Still on my withered cheek abides.
Thus slowly the desire grows
To kill and have her yet—who knows ?
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