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The Mother’s Tragedy
The Mother’s Tragedy (1901), PDF p. 80
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THE SUMMIT OF THE
AMOROUS MOUNTAIN
O love you, Love, is all my happiness;
To kill you with my kisses ; to devour
Your whole ripe beauty in the perfect hour
That mingles us in one supreme caress ;
To drink the purple of your thighs; to press
Your beating bosom like a living flower;
To die in your embraces, in the shower
That dews like death your swooning loveliness.
To know you love me; that your body leaps
With the quick passion of your soul; to know
Your fragrant kisses sting my spirit so;
To be one soul where Satan smiles and sleeps ;—
Ah! in the very triumph-hour of Hell
Satan himself remembers whence he fell!
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