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The Winged Beetle
The Winged Beetle (1910), PDF p. 219
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LE GOUT DE LINFINI
I adore Thee as I do the Vault of Night,
(O Vase of Sadness ! Silence of great might !)
And love Thee more that Thou escapest me
Dazzling my dreams, ironic subtlety
That still adds league to leagueleagues limitless
That keep the azure abyss from my caress !
I grip Gods throat, I grapple Him to terms
So, to a corpse, a choir of coffin-worms !
Ah beast ! I love thee, cruel and uncontrolled,
Even to that ice that burns when fire is cold.
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