1910 · CLOSE READING
The Winged Beetle
The Winged Beetle (1910), PDF p. 108
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98
THE TWINS
I
Have pity ! show no pity !
Those eyes that send such shivers
Into my brain and spine : oh let them
Flame like the ancient city
Swallowed up by the sulphurous rivers
When men let angels fret them !
II
Yea ! let the South wind blow,
And the Turkish banners advance,
And the word go out : No quarter !
But I shall hold theeso
While the boys and maidens dance
About the shambles of slaughter !
III
I know thee who thou art,
The inmost fiend that curlest
Thy vampire tongue about
Earths corybantic heart,
Hells warrior that whirlest
The darts of horror and doubt !
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