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Poetica Erotica

…h 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 For fear of such a God! O blind! O fool! To heed these strangers and to be the tool Of their smooth lies and monstrous miracles. O break this bondage and cast off their spells! Five righteous! Thou a right…