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1898 · PDF PAGE 27

Aceldama

…have found thee now : Deceive me not, I trust thee, I am sure Thy love will stand while ocean winds endure, Our quest shall be our quest till either brow Radiate light, till death himself allure Our love to him When life’s desires are filled beyond the silver brim. XXXII. Here I abandon all myself to thee, Slip into thy caresses as of right, Live in thy kisses as in living light, Clothing in thy love, enthronéd lazily In thine embrace, as naked as the night, As love and lover More pure, more keen, more strong than all my dreams discover. 2 7

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1898 · PDF PAGE 18

Aceldama

…e. Thy head beneath the mire And dung of worthless women shall desire As in some hateful dream, at last to lie ; Woman must trample thee till thou respire That deadliest fume; The vilest worms must crawl, the loathliest vampires gloom. XIV. Thou must breath in all poisons ; for thy meat, Poison ; for drink, still poison; for thy kiss, A serpent's lips ! An agony is this That sweats out venom; thy clenched hands, thy feet Ooze blood, thine eyes weep blood, thine anguish is More keen than death. At last—there is no deeper vault of hell beneath ! …

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1898 · PDF PAGE 7

Aceldama

…o him to trample me, he would not. We passed together into the stormy night. I was on horseback, how I galloped round him in my phrenzy, till he became the prey of a real physical fear ! How I shrieked out I know not what strange words ! And the poor good old man tried all he could to calm me ; he thought I was mad ! The fool ! I was in the death struggle with self : God and Satan fought for my soul those three long hours. God conquered—now I have only one doubt left—which of the twain was God ? Howbeit, I aspire ! I

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