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1907 · PDF PAGE 6

Rosa Inferni

…s rose To rid himself of a sorrow at heart. Lo,—petal on petal, fierce rays unclose ; Anther on anther, sharp spikes outstart ; And with blood for dew, the bosom boils ; And a gust of sulphur is all its smell. And lo, he is horribly in the toils Of a coal-black giant flower of hell ! BROWNING, Heretic’s Tragedy, ix. I OSE of the world ! Ay, love, in that warm hour Wet with your kisses, the bewitching bud Flamed in the starlight ; then our bed your bower Heaved like the breast of some alluring flood Whereon a man might sleep for ever, until Deat…

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1907 · PDF PAGE 9

Rosa Inferni

…ee below the beautiful low brow (Low too for cunning, like enough !) your lips, A scarlet splash of murder. From them drips This heart’s blood ; you have fed your fill on me. I am exhaust, a pale, wan phantom floating Aimless in air, than which I am thinner. You I see, more brilliant, of that sanguine hue (If anything be true that I can see) Full fed ; you smile, a smile obscenely gloating On the voluptuous wreck your lust hath wrought. See the loose languor of precipitate thought These versicles exhale ! How rude the rime ! There is no melody …

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1907 · PDF PAGE 11

Rosa Inferni

…o drown me ! Your hair is like a waterfall above me, A waterfall of sunset ! In your bosom I hear the racing of a heart to love me. Your blood is beating like a wind-blown blossom With rapture that you mingle it in mine ! Your breath is fresh as foam and keen as wine ! Intoxicating glories are your glances ! Your bodily beauty grips my soul and dances 6 T

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