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Page 1 of 11898 · PDF PAGE 7
…ing, 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, and brown With the sharp lips that fawn and taste, The c…
1898 · PDF PAGE 5
…death. The thunder of the Spirits 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 Gods damnation can devise A lust to match these agonies. The desert wind my body burns, The voice of flesh consumes my soul ;
1898 · PDF PAGE 10
…d me. And behold ! I saw her dead stare to the skies. I came to her ; she was not cold, But burning with old infamies. On her incestuous mouth I fell, And lost my soul for Jezebel. I followed him afoot, afire ; Beneath her window he drew rein ; She looked forth, clad in glad attire, Haggard and hateful, once again ; And taunted him. His bastard blood Quailed, but his violent soul withstood. He blenched, and then with eyes of flame, Who is on my side ? Who ? he said. Three eunuchs, passionless, grown tame, Grinned from behind her laughing he…
1898 · PDF PAGE 18
… With golden glances of a fiercer star. Turn to me, bend above me, you may char These olive shoulders with an old-time kiss, And fix thy mouth upon me for such bliss Of sudden rage rekindled. Turn again, And make delight the minister of pain, And pain the father of a new delight. And light a lamp of torture for the night Too grievous to be borne without a cry To rend the very bowels of the sky And make the archangel gaspa sudden pang, Most like a traveller stricken by the fang Of the black adder whose squat head springs up, A flash of death, b…
1898 · PDF PAGE 19
…s 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 Coward and coward and coward ! who would take The best flower of my life and leave me so, Still loving youAh ! weakand turn to go For fear of such a God ! O blind ! O fool ! To heed these strangers, and to be the tool Of their smooth…