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1898 · PDF PAGE 21

Jezebel

…d by the distant eagle’s drowsy wing, Stars and grey summits, and the winds that sing Slow dirges in eternal monotone. Such is my soul’s desire, being weary of This vain eternity of sleepless dreams That is my life ; withal there still may be In other worlds, the hope of other love Than this that floods my veins with poisonous streams, And wastes with wan desire the soul of me.

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1898 · PDF PAGE 9

Jezebel

…ened 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 yet—who knows ?

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1898 · PDF PAGE 5

Jezebel

…he voice of death. The thunder of the Spirit’s wings Brings terror to the hearts of kings. Anon, and I am driven out In desert places by desire ; My mouth is salt and dry ; I doubt If hell hath such another fire ; If God’s damnation can devise A lust to match these agonies. The desert wind my body burns, The voice of flesh consumes my soul ;

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1898 · PDF PAGE 15

Jezebel

JEZEBEL 11 A SAINT’S DAMNATION. YOU buy my spirit with those peerless eyes That burn my soul ; you loose the torrent stream Of my desire ; you make my lips your prize, And on them burns the whole life’s hope : you deem You buy a heart ; but I am well aware How my damnation dwells in that supreme Passion to feed upon your shoulders bare, And pass the dewy twilight of our sin In the intolerable flames of hair That clothe my body from your head ; you win The devil’s bargain ; I am yours to kill, Yours, for one kiss ; my spirit for your skin ! O bi…

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1898 · PDF PAGE 6

Jezebel

…ass, with face of burning flame, That is not quenched, although I weep. (For even my tears are tears of fire, For loathing, madness, and desire.)

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1898 · PDF PAGE 17

Jezebel

… at thy feet ! Spurn me no more ! O bid these strangers go ; Turn to my lips till their cup overflow ; Hurt me with kisses, kill me with desire, Consume me and destroy me with the fire Of bleeding passion straining at the heart, Touched to the core by sweetnesses that smart ; Bitten by fiery snakes, whose poisonous breath Swoons in the midnight, and dissolves to death ! Ah ! let me perish so, and not endure Thy falsehood who have known thy love was sure, Built up by sighs a palace of long years— Lo ! it was faery, and the spell of tears Dissolv…

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1898 · PDF PAGE 18

Jezebel

…the sea Thy spirit moved—and thou must envy me ! Gird all thy godhead to destroy a man Whose little moment is a single span, Whose small desire is nothing—and thy power

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1898 · PDF PAGE 19

Jezebel

… the blood within your cheek Mantling. You dared enough—so long ago !— When to my blossom body clean as snow You pressed your bosom till desire was pain, And—then—that midnight—you 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 spouse’s sake Coward and coward and coward ! who would take The best flower of my life and leave me so, Still loving you—Ah ! weak—and turn to go F…

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