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Page 1 of 11898 · PDF PAGE 12
…er murders and her blasphemies, Her whoredoms, God has paid at last ; Upon my bosom close she lies ; Her carnal spirit holds me fast. My blood, my infamy, my pain, Seal my subjection and her reign. My veins poured out her marriage cup, For holy water her cruel tongue ; For blessing of white hands raised up, These perfumed infamies unsung ; For Gods breath, her sharp tainted breath ; For marriage bed, the bed of death. The hounds that scavenge, fierce and lean, Snarl in the moonlight ; in the sky The vulture hangs, a ghost unclean ; The lewd hy…
1898 · PDF PAGE 9
JEZEBEL 5 Her lips are fastened to my breast To suck out blood in feverish tides ; The token of her I possessed, Still on my withered cheek abides. Thus slowly the desire grows To kill and have her yetwho knows ?
1898 · PDF PAGE 10
PART II. I Know. When Ramoth-Gileads field Grew bloody with hot ranks of dead, I smote amain with sword and shield ; My brows with mingled blood were red ; And on my cheek the kiss of hell, The hatred of my Jezebel. I waited many days. At last The rushing of a chariot grew Frightful through all the city vast : Men were afraid. But II knew Jehu was here, whose sword should dip Deep in my loves adulterous lip. The spirit filled me. And behold ! I saw her dead stare to the skies. I came to her ; she was not cold, But burning with old infamies. …
1898 · PDF PAGE 16
…e hour, one perfect hour, Remembrance and despair and hope to steep In the infernal potion of that flower, My poisonous passion for your blood ! Behold ! How utterly I yield, how gladly dower Our sin with my own spirits quenched gold, Clothe Love with my own souls immortal power, Give thee my body as a fire to hold O love, no words, no songsyour breast my bower !
1898 · PDF PAGE 15
…pirit for your skin ! O bitter love, consuming all my will ! O love destroying, that hast drained my life Of all those fountains of dear blood that fill My heart ! O woman, would I call you wife ? Would I content you with one touch divine To flood your spirit with the clinging strife Of perfect passionate joy, the joy of wine, The drunkenness of extreme pleasure, filled From sins amazing cup ? Oh, mine, mine, mine, Mine, if your kisses maddened me or killed, Mine, at the price of my damnation deep, Mine, if you will, as once your glances wille…
1898 · PDF PAGE 11
…Throw down that woman ! And my breath Caught as they flung her out to death. I think I died that moment. He, Foaming for vengeance and blood-lust, Laughed his coarse laugh of hideous glee. Her sweet bad body in the dust He trampled. Royal from the womb A martyred murderess lacks a tomb ! A tigress woman, clad with sin, And shod with infamy, who pressed The bloody winepress of my skin, And plucked the purple of my breast Her lovers in their hearts shall keep Her memory passionate and deep. They cast her forth on Naboths field Still living, i…
1898 · PDF PAGE 7
…nd mocked at God. Where Ahab sat :but lo ! I saw No king, no tyrant to be curst ; But she, who filled me with blind awe, She, for whose blood my thin veins thirst ; The blossom of a painted mouth And bare breasts tinctured with the south. For lo ! the harlot Jezebel ! Her hands dropped perfume, and her tongue (A flame from the dark heart of hell, The ivory-barred mouth, that stung With unimaginable pangs) Shot out at me, and Hell fixed gangs. Her purple robes, her royal crown, The jewelled girdle of her waist, Her feet with murder splashed, an…
1898 · PDF PAGE 19
…ossoms of the sky ! You dare not kiss me ! dare not draw you nigh Lest I should lure you to remain ! nor speak Lest you should catch the blood within your cheek Mantling. You dared enoughso long ago ! When to my blossom body clean as snow You pressed your bosom till desire was pain, Andthenthat midnightyou did dare remain Though all my limbs were bloody with your mouth That tore their flesh to satiate its drouth, That was not thereby satisfied ! And now A pallid coward, with sly, skulking brow, You must leave Sodom for your spouses sake C…