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16 JEZEBEL Fire righteous ! Thou a righteous man ! A jest ! A righteous manyou always loved me best, And even when lured by lips of wanton girls Would turn away and sigh and touch my curls And slip half-conscious to the old embrace : And now you will not let me see your face Or hear your voice or touch you. Ah ! the hour ! He moves. Come back, come back, my lifes one flower ! Come back. One kiss before your leave me. So ! Stopturnone little kiss before you go ; It is my rightyou must. Oh no ! Oh no !
1898 · PDF PAGE 19
JEZEBEL 15 Must root from out his bosom the fair flower Of passion ! Listen to thine own voice yet ; A rich man many flocks and herds did get And took the poor mans lamb. Thou art the man ! Our love must lie beneath thy bitter ban ! Thou petty, envious God ! My king, be sure His brute force shall not to the end endure ; Some stronger soul than thine shall wrest his crown And thrust him from his own high heaven down To some obscure forgetful hell. For me Forsake thy hopes in him ! We worship, we, Rather the dear delights we know and hold ; T…
1898 · PDF PAGE 14
…Because it wears so holy a garb of light Of perfumed fire immaculately made. These sins are deadly. God is merciless For Love that joins Mans passion with His power, And makes to bloom on earth a fairer flower Than heaven bears. Our token of success Is that displeasure toward our sin unnamed Of a fierce demon jealous and ashamed.
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JEZEBEL. PART I. A LIONS mane, a leopards skin Across my dusty shoulders thrown ; A swart fierce face, with eyes where sin Lurks like a serpent by a stone. A man driven forth by lust to seek Rest from himself on Carmels peak. A prophet with wild hair behind, Streaming in fiery clusters ! Yea, Tangled with vehemence of the wind, And knotted with the tears that slay ; And all my face parched up and dried, And all my body crucified. Ofttimes the Spirit of the Lord Descends and floods me with his breath ; My words are fashioned as a sword, My vo…
1898 · PDF PAGE 8
4 JEZEBEL And on my haggard face upturned She spat ! Ah God ! how my cheek burned ! Then, as a man betrayed, and doomed Already, I arose and went, And wrestled with myself, consumed With passion for that sacrament Of shame. From the day unto this My cheek desires that hideous kiss. Her hate, her scorn, her cruel blows, Fill my whole life, consume my breath ; Her red-fanged hatred in me glows, I lust for her, and hell, and death. I see that ghastly look, and yearn Toward the brands of her that burn. Sleep shuns me ; dreams divide the night, (My …
1898 · PDF PAGE 18
…g To dwell before thee, and do thy throne no wrong ? Art thou grown jealous of the fiery band ? Lo ! thou hast spoken, and thy strong command Bade earth and air divide, and on the sea Thy spirit movedand thou must envy me ! Gird all thy godhead to destroy a man Whose little moment is a single span, Whose small desire is nothingand thy power